Using One's Neck To Strike Against A Knife's Edge
Editor: Kurisu
Fortunately, Danxia Zi was a pretty good host, and he would come over and accompany Bei Feng from time to time.
As for Ming Shi Li, he missed his son terribly and couldn't wait to leave the hall. In addition, the amount of medicinal energy in each dish was too strong. For an ordinary person like him who'd never come into contact with martial arts, he could not stomach much of the food as well. Thus, after exchanging some pleasantries with Danxia Zi, he quickly left the hall.
"Son, is it tiring on the mountain? Did anyone bully you?"
Ming Shi Li spotted Ming Ze who was busy sweeping the grounds, immediately after walking out of the hall. After speaking with another middle-aged Daoist, Ming Ze put away his broom and walked over. Seeing Ming Ze after such a long time, there were many things that Ming Shi Li wanted to say. However, he only managed to utter two sentences in the end.
"No, the senior brothers treat me really well."