She gave him a little hug, then urged him to go play some place else, avoiding any disturbances for the grownups conversing. Surprisingly, her little one refused, kissing his mother on the cheek and saying he didn't want to play but rather practice. What a thoughtful child. She smiled and instructed the maids to prepare a big breakfast for the little master in case he became hungry after practice. After the matter settled, everyone then went into the main house to talk.

When the tea was set, the senior guests skipped the small talk, rather went right to the matter.

"Madam, today, we've come here in relation to your son - the young master."

“Everyone, feel free to say what's on your mind, I'm all ears, no need to rush it. The snack trays are still full, please help yourself."

Those people didn't dare to be rude, instead taking a bite of the biscuits out of politeness, as well as waiting for the lady of the house to finish her sip of tea, and then slowly spoke up.

“Actually, we came here with the intention of bringing the little young master to live and study in our sect.”

The woman suddenly stopped moving, even the cup of tea in her hand was held in midair before awkwardly touching the ceramic coaster. These people became agitated when they noticed the lady's expression turn sour.

"As you can see, your young master is certainly a seed of excellent qualities and lovely in appearance, if he continues to stay in this secluded place, I am afraid that all these talents would be wasted. As a result, in order for him to become an amazing figure of great stature, we want to personally raise and cultivate him, and ensure that he will bring honor and pride to your family in the future."

The lady's concerned expression finally emerged. The smile that had always hung on her red lips before, was now like a wilted flower, making people feel guilty and sorry.

"Really...this...is...all so abrupt and overwhelming...pardon me for feeling this way, but why are you even bringing this up?"

The cultivation sect's chief representative quickly calmed his voice in order to relax and reassure the head lady.

"Of course, we are aware that it is a bit urgent to bring this matter up right now, but you must also realize our circumstance as well as your own son, the young master's age is an exceedingly significant aspect in his cultivation journey. The implications of missing the crucial event would be highly unfortunate and regrettable.

Furthermore, a cultivator isn’t some title to take for granted, not anyone who wishes to be one could be one. A mage is born chosen, with a glorious destiny connected with enormous given power. Once chosen, however, he must fulfill and master the duties and responsibilities of a mage. Otherwise, it means that you have deviated from heaven's judgment and deviated from your own destiny; and therefore, you would suffer greatly as well as find it difficult to raise your head in the future."

The mistress of the woman scowled, her eyes sorrowful.

"Can it really be that serious?"

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"Even though it's difficult to hear, it's the truth, madam." This representative affirmed. "Furthermore, young individuals who have followed us have only benefited. Not only do they have a bright future and a stellar reputation, but they also get to learn all the cultivating martial arts secrets from our own thousand-year-old sect without costing a dime.”

The mistress was silent for a moment, then calmly spoke up.

"If so, isn't my life too blessed? On the contrary, I am the one who owes it to you. Your sect has always supported this family since the beginning after that awful disaster, and now wishing to take this innocent boy under your wings, with the intention of raising him to be a great man. Your kindness was indeed as vast as the ocean and as great as the mountain; whatever favor you need in the future, I would gladly assist you; it's just this suggestion… I can't approve it, please understand."

These people were taken aback, so they inquired once more.

“Does the lady have any concerns? Can you tell us, old man?”

The mistress’ face was sorrowful, and she sadly said.

"Binh An is my only son and only relative I have left; he is also my joy and my hope in this rough life. If I give him to you, I will be left with nothing. Everyone in this room wants the best for the child, but I believe that even without this opportunity from your sect, the child can still develop in a variety of ways. He can study for entrance exams, become a government official, or, if he's less fortunate, with his quick-wittedness, he can open a shop of his own. He can be anything he wants to be in the future, as long as I am there to see it.”

An elderly man opened his mouth to soothe and nodded as he caressed his beard and showed his understanding eyes.

“The lady here is a person of great compassion, we all understand, it is also a pleasure to meet such a noble person as you. However, we still strongly believe that if we do not accept the child as one of our disciples, then we have caused you great loss and we can't bear to carry this burden of not fulfilling our mission as your guardian and as your trusted friends. I recognize your pain and how much you will miss him, but please don't worry, we can easily resolve this situation and promise that he will visit you as frequently as you wish. How's that sound?"

"I still stand my ground. respected sir. My deepest apologies to everyone, I can't leave my child even for a day, let alone meet once or twice a month."

"Please, my lady, reconsider; this is a golden opportunity; if he misses this age, he will never be able to practice his cultivation again, even in his dreams! I hope my lady thinks about it! We'll give your madam some time to reflect before responding."

The woman shook her head with a pained expression on her face, and muttered.

"Your sect's support is invaluable, I will make sure to repay every bit of it in the future, even with my blood and bones, but this child, I can't let you have him, please don't force a weak woman like me."

Having said that, the lady immediately said that she was unwell and wanted to go inside to rest, after sending someone to see off the guests, she stood up and exited the room, leaving a confused group of people behind.

After half a day of pleading, the mages still couldn't convince the woman, so they came up with another plan. They plotted to take a detour, which was to find the child's father and persuade him for his permission, somehow they managed to get successful, as the very next day, the father of the child or the husband of the mistress suddenly showed up at the mountain mansion with his men.

Of course, having not seen her husband in a long time, the mistress was overjoyed, she immediately ran out to greet him warmly, even telling the child to show his father great respect, believing that if he saw the child of them two growing up to be such gold-and-jade-like figure, his heart would surely soften.

She had no idea her husband was such a cruel man even after all these years, quickly sending his people to snatch the child away from his mother's grasp, heartlessly leaving his mother behind screaming and pleading on the ground to exhaustion.

On the same day, the Golden Flower sect finally got their request granted, and they came to pick up the child from his father right away.