The next morning.
Jinling City, City Lord's Mansion.
City Lord Qin City showed up bright and early at his daughter Qin Xi'Er's villa, gently telling her, "Xi'Er, today is the annual Bronze Hall trial. This year, more than a dozen geniuses are coming. The odds are slim, but if by some chance someone obtains the Emperor Level Medical Dao inheritance, you should come with me at noon to meet everyone, just to get your face known."
Qin Xi'Er was curled up under her blanket, still deep asleep, her soft voice drifting out, "Mmm!"
"Dad, I'm not going!"
"I swear, I'm not going this time even if I die!"
Qin City shook his head, "No, you have to go, this is about solving your constitution problem."
Qin Xi'Er poked her head out from under the covers, her exquisite and beautiful face exposed to the air. Her cheeks were silky smooth and the lines of her face graceful, but those pure eyes of hers carried a look of melancholy as she blurted out,