Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation

Yan Bo is a social person, once ran an illegal factory, overseeing more than a dozen workers, giving orders every day.

He considers himself far superior in terms of vision and ability compared to high school students like Jiang Ning.

So when he speaks, he's straightforward and unfiltered, directly asking if she's his girlfriend.

No matter how Jiang Ning answers, he has a way to leverage the situation, eventually making the pretty girl realize what kind of person the guy really is.

How to quickly leave an impression on a girl? By comparison, of course. Criticizing the competition is the most effective method, and Yan Bo understands this well.

Even if it means bullying the younger.

However, when Xue Chuchu hears this, she frowns slightly. Facing a rude person, Xue Chuchu remains silent, not bothering to argue with him.

"Her?" Jiang Ning adjusts his fishing rod, "She's my sister, who eats with me at the same table every day. Why, do you have any thoughts?"

Xue Chuchu glances at Jiang Ning in surprise, 'When did I become your sister?'

Even though she disagrees internally, she doesn't refute. Clever as she is, she knows Jiang Ning must have a reason.

Being called a sister once is no big deal.

In contrast, hearing this, Yan Bo's eyes widen, his expression shifting unpredictably.

So all that hostility earlier was aimed at nothing. They're siblings?

'Damn it, I screwed up,' Yan Bo curses internally.

Now he's in an awkward spot. He wants to woo the sister, but ended up bad-mouthing the brother, making things much more difficult.

But the girl's beauty is so outstanding, surpassing any vocational school girl he's been with, that she's worth trying to impress.

Yan Bo, understanding social dynamics, laughs twice heartily, quickly extinguishes his cigarette, and smiles warmly:

"Brother, haha, I didn't consider things thoroughly."

"It's indeed inappropriate to smoke in public. How about this, as an apology, I'll treat everyone to lunch at the rural tourism spot, the food is quite good there."

Jiang Ning looks at him with a superior demeanor and comments:

"Being adaptable is a talent."

Hearing this tone, Yan Bo feels very uncomfortable, but what can he do? The guy is her brother.

'Damn it, once I've charmed her, I'll deal with you later,' Yan Bo swallows his pride.

Xue Chuchu's lips curl slightly in amusement, finding it funny that the previously socialite-like and off-putting youth is being lectured by Jiang Ning as if he were a senior.

Yet the guy can't refute it.

After thinking a bit, she understands Jiang Ning's confidence. Turns out she's his trump card...

'Oh well, let him play his part, it's the right thing to do.' Xue Chuchu lets him go ahead, continuing to look at her English vocabulary while keeping an eye on the situation.

Jiang Ning focuses on the pond, where a crucian carp swims slowly, its scales reflecting a pale blue hue, merging with the water, making it hard to distinguish.

As the fish gills open and close, drawing in oxygen, a continuous supply of energy flows, its eyes remain vigilant, glancing around, occasionally turning its tail to change direction.

Jiang Ning channels his spiritual power, an invisible hand opens, enveloping the calm pond, without even glancing at Yan Bo:

"Forget the meal; I'm planning to fish for lunch myself."

His words were loud, and all the nearby anglers heard him. The middle-aged man in sporty casual attire almost laughed out loud.

'This young man is quite confident.'

Seeing him using fake bait without even setting the scene, with amateurish techniques, does he really think he can catch enough for a meal?

Dream on!

However, the middle-aged man is broad-minded, understanding that many young people today think they are exceptionally talented.

It's quite normal, he muses. If young people had no passion or energy and only knew how to be lazy and evasive, that would be concerning.

Dreams are beautiful, but reality... the middle-aged man prepares to watch the show.

Just then, a fish bites the hook. The middle-aged man seizes the moment, quickly reels in, and the fish is pulled out of the water, its tail flapping mid-air.

As he gets closer, the middle-aged man grips the fishing line, removing the fish. It's a crucian carp, flapping its tail continuously in his palm.

"Jiang Ning, there really are fish in this pond," Xue Yuantong comments, looking at the carp in the middle-aged man's hand, which appears quite large.

A nearby city lady asks, "Is this fish half a pound?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man seems a bit smug.

Xue Yuantong interjects, "No, just over two ounces."

The young woman is surprised, "Such a big fish is only just over two ounces?"

Xue Yuantong says, "If I caught it, it would be five ounces; if someone else did, it's just over two ounces."

The middle-aged man initially wanted to boast about five ounces, but was immediately contradicted by the little girl's words. He admits, "It's indeed just over two ounces."

Really... the young woman ponders and asks, "If two ounces is that big, I've heard people can catch four or five-ounce crucian carp, about half a pound. How big is that?"

As the middle-aged man is about to estimate the size to explain to the young woman,

a man often wants to show off his knowledge and insights in front of young women, especially when the two city ladies are of above-average looks.

Even if not hoping for anything to happen, this urge to stand out is a part of human nature.

But the little girl speaks up again, "How big is a four or five-ounce crucian carp? Simple, twice the size of a two-ounce one."

The young woman: "?"

Do they take me for a fool?

As they chat on this side, Yan Bo starts considering, leaving aside everything else, just the fact that the guy's fishing technique earlier was laughable.

Since being injured, Yan Bo spent months recovering, with no time to focus on work.