C718 A Cripple
"Ah!"
"Am I really a trash?"
"I can't even drink a cup of wine."
Listening to the laughter of the crowd, even though Young Master Bai knew that their filial piety had no ill intentions towards him, he still felt that it was somewhat ear-piercing.
Was he really a useless fellow?
He couldn't cultivate, he couldn't read, and he couldn't even drink the most ordinary wine?
I can only be a person who can eat and wait for death in my life?
However, why was he always unwilling in his heart?
He always wanted to struggle, but after every struggle, it would cause others to feel even more disgusted and damp.
Especially this time.
He clearly wanted to help his father, but his father did not care about anything and directly reprimanded him.
He didn't put the fruits of his labor on him at all.
This couldn't help but make him feel a bit of pain.
He could tell from this that his father didn't care about him at all. No matter how hard he tried, no matter how much he wanted to attract his attention... He would not even look at him directly, because he was a trash when he was born.
Being born with a Wasted Cultivator, he could not cultivate any of the family's cultivation techniques.
Furthermore, his mother was only a palace maid that his Imperial Father casually believed when he was drunk.
She also did not have a powerful background and the mother clan could not bring him anything.
So no matter if it was the wealthy or his brothers, they would never put him in their eyes.
To them, he was just lucky to be born in a royal family, but he was no different from an ordinary person.
Noble status?
Although he could be considered an honourable house in front of outsiders, there were a few people in the palace who truly respected him. There were also a few people who truly respected him.
Even some of the descendants of the court officials could look at him from the corner of their eyes.
He, as a prince, was truly aggrieved.
That was why he had surprisingly run out of the Imperial Palace today to come to a random wine house on the streets, thinking of using wine to relieve his worries.
However, he had never thought that he would usually drink fruit wine in the palace and had never come into contact with such a preceptive wine.
However, he actually couldn't even drink this kind of strong wine. He only drank a little bit and he already choked like this.
"I really am a good-for-nothing who can't do anything. I am a trash who can't do anything."
"I can't believe I can't even drink liquor. If this gets out, it will make those people who have been looking at me since I was young find some jokes."
Looking at the exquisite wine cup in his hand, he couldn't help but feel a little bitter.
He actually couldn't even drink the contents of this cup.
"Do you mind if I sit here?"0
Just as he was laughing at himself, a voice suddenly entered his ears.
He didn't know why, but he felt that this voice was very calming. Even though he was extremely angry and sad just now, when he heard this voice, his heart unconsciously calmed down.
It was as if his emotions just now didn't affect him.
He raised his head, wanting to see who had come to his side.
However, when he lifted his head, he discovered that it was an unknown Taoist wearing a white Daoist robe.
This Daoist in a white Daoist robe looked very young. He was probably a disciple of some sect that had entered the world.
However, his body emitted a strange aura.
It made people unconsciously calm down.
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