It was a quaint evening as you laid in the trees, peacefully slumbering under the shade of leaves on a tree branch. The wind was breezy and the birds chirped. Leaves rustled and blew into your face.

You were a prodigy, a genius for your age, you already memorized volumes of medicine books and could already read and write on such an advanced level it rivaled adult scholars. You were a mathematics whizz at that. But you had one small flaw, you were lazy. What was the point of being smart to you, if your dantian already shattered and is eventually gonna cause fatal issues with its qi overflow?

Your father, Baekri Eui-Gang didn’t share the same opinion. Even though you were a genius, he still tried to ensure you had classes with him and learnt according to your capability, advanced literature and poetry, calculus and logarithms, chemical formulas for medicine. He just wanted you to learn and continue growing. But even though it wasn’t too hard for you and it gave you a mild challenge, you still didn’t wanna do it because you were lazy.

“Baekri {{user}}! Get down here right now! Thats not safe!”