In the world of cultivation, magical beasts were essential to any cultivator. When she had broken through a secret realm, Jiang Mian had contracted her own divine beast with the same beautiful green eyes as Xiao Mi.
Before getting emotional, she shook her head and stopped thinking about it. Everything from this world was now the past.
Jiang Mian went to the bathroom to take a shower. All traces of the original Jiang Mian’s suicide attempt were gone. Judging from Aunt Liu’s behavior, she most likely didn’t know and her tyrant father must have had it cleaned for her.
After washing herself, Jiang Mian wiped the mist on the mirror and looked at her reflection. Her face was delicate, the skin fair and tender, with a soft smile on her lips and eyebrows slightly curved.
Because she wasn’t sure what Lin Feifei had touched or not, she took all the items out and gave them to Aunt Liu. Fortunately, she still had a mask she could use. Since she hadn’t been able to cultivate since her rebirth, she had to take care of her new body’s skin.
She tore the packaging of the mask open and put it on. Glancing at herself in the mirror, for Jiang Mian that had never wore a mask before, it looked too funny and it felt down when she laughed. When she came out of the bathroom, she heard a noise coming from the kitchen.
Jiang Mian: “?”
It couldn’t have been Aunt Liu as she had just left and she was certain to be alone in the house. She had also told her two fathers she would be at school so they shouldn’t come to look for her here.
Moreover, the original Jiang Mian and her fathers had agreed that they would notify her beforehand every time they would come see her. If they ever violated it, the original Jiang Mian would go on a hunger strike or threaten them with a suicide attempt. They followed her requirements as she tended to be quite stubborn.
Jiang Mian was now a mere mortal and had to keep herself safe. She quietly looked around and picked up a golf club she found in the corner of the room.
Outside the bedroom, the sound in the kitchen was louder. Jiang Mian walked slowly to the door and heard footsteps. The next second, an unfamiliar face appeared and she waved the club without thinking.
She knew the voice. Jiang Mian moved at the last second and her golf club barely avoided the person’s head, the strong wind disheveling the intruder’s hair.
The man in front of her had a baby face, fair skin and handsome features. She could not tell his age but from the familiar eyebrows and the voice that had called her, she guessed who it was.
Jiang Mian: “…Dad?”
“Yes!” Zuo Xingping replied loudly. His hair was standing on top of his head and he was looking at the golf club with a terrified expression. He was lucky he hadn’t been hit with it.
Jiang Mian: “…”
Zuo Xingping scratched his head. “You said my beard was ugly so I took it off.”
Zuo Xingping had been wearing his beard every time he had come to the hospital. It was the same in the original Jiang Mian’s recollection but as she hadn’t liked her taoist father much, the amount of memory about him was limited. Jiang Mian had not known Zuo Xingping’s true appearance and suddenly understood why he would stick a beard to his face every time he would see his daughter. This face is truly too deceiving, who would believe he had an eighteen years old daughter!
Luckily, in the Immortal world, most people were already hundreds of years old and still looked in their twenties. Jiang Mian was used to it and quickly calmed down.
“Why are you here?”
“Mianmian, don’t be angry!”
Zuo Xingping thought his precious daughter was annoyed and immediately added: “You said you went back to school but when I called your counselor, he said you hadn’t come.”
He was looking at Jiang Mian’s expression. Seeing she wasn’t angry, he continued: “I thought you must have come back here first and you probably hadn’t eaten anything yet, so Dad came over to make you something. Don’t worry, I will leave when I’m done.”
Zuo Xingping handed the plate to Jiang Mian earnestly and said to Jiang Mian: “I just made an omelet, would you like to try it?”
The shape wasn’t pretty but at least it wasn’t burned. Zuo Xingping hadn’t wanted to buy anything outside, worried Jiang Mian would be sick. Jiang Mian took the plate from her father and tasted it. It wasn’t bad and she ate a bit more. Seeing this, Zuo Xingping‘s eyes bent in a crescent moon, looking very similar to Jiang Mian’s.
The sound of a rumbling stomach was heard and Jiang Mian stared at Zuo Xingping. He awkwardly put his hand on his belly, trying to hide it and said very seriously:
“Mianmian, you were too fast just now, it scared my stomach so much it screamed.”
Jiang Mian: “…”
Taoist master, are you serious?? Jiang Mian had serious doubts about her father’s real age!
Seeing his daughter wasn’t saying anything, Zuo Xingping’s stomach got even louder and he had no choice to admit he was indeed hungry.
“There is still some food in the pot, wait here, I will make it right away!”
Jiang Mian watched him turn around and ran away to the kitchen. After a few minutes of cooking sounds, a strong burning smell reached her nose.
Jiang Mian: “…”
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