After everyone was reborn, I was strictly disciplined.

No one knows how he, his mother, and his sister endured the past three years in the Lin family, and no one knows what kind of cold looks and neglect they experienced.

Initially, when Lin Feng brought the mother and her two children back to the Lin family, he had no intention of holding a grand family reunion banquet for them, after all, in this family that values ​​cultivation and respects the strong.

Lin Feng knew perfectly well that Lu Chengyuan and his two children were simply not up to par.

He originally only intended to quietly add them to the family tree so that they could recognize the core elders and seniors of the Lin family and settle down in the Lin family in the future, so as to avoid being questioned about their qualifications and ending up in an embarrassing situation.

Although they were her daughter Lin Shuyi's bloodline, Lu's mother was an ordinary person who couldn't even sense spiritual power. Lu Chengyuan and his sister Lu Chengxue were even rarer, possessing ten low-grade spiritual roots. With such aptitude, let alone cultivating to become a talent, even the most basic Qi-induction technique would be as difficult as ascending to heaven.

However, things are unpredictable. When Lin Feng was urgently summoned back by the Lin family's ancestral jade pendant, it happened to be the time when the Lin family was holding a ancestral worship ceremony. As the head of the family, he disappeared into thin air in front of everyone, which instantly caused an uproar and panic throughout the Lin family.

The Lin family all knew that the appearance of the jade pendant and the forced summoning of the family head could only mean one thing.

The Lin family bloodline encountered fatal danger outside.

Of all the relatives Lin Feng has lost in the years, only his daughter, Lin Shuyi, remains.

Therefore, when Lin Feng returned with Lu Chengyuan and his two children, the Lin family's fear was instantly replaced by ecstasy.

After all, the Lin family was no longer as glorious as it once was. Its members had been reduced and its strength had plummeted. Everyone hoped that Lin Shuyi, the genius who was once famous in the region, would return and be able to uphold the Lin family's reputation and make up for the lack of strength.

The news of Lin Shuyi's passing was like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing most of the Lin family's joy, and regret and grief spread throughout the entire Lin family compound.

Soon, everyone's eyes fell on Lu Chengyuan and his two children, their eyes filled with eager anticipation.

With Lin Shuyi being such a brilliant and unparalleled genius, her child would surely be extraordinary as well. He would likely be exceptionally gifted and have a unique physique, perhaps even able to take over Lin Shuyi's responsibilities and become the future hope of the Lin family.

But this expectation ultimately turned into utter disappointment, and even contempt.

When the Lin family's spirit-testing stone was placed in front of the three, and when Lu's mother touched it with her fingertip without any reaction, and Lu Chengyuan and Lu Chengxue were found to have low-grade ten spiritual roots, the entire Lin family compound fell into a deathly silence, followed by sighs from one after another.

A low-grade ten spiritual root is a talent that can't even touch the threshold of cultivation. In the entire Lin family, even the most inconspicuous offspring of the collateral branches have the worst talent of only a low-grade five spiritual root. Such poor talent is simply a disgrace to the Lin family.

Lu Chengyuan would never forget that day. A hundred or so people from both the main and collateral branches of the Lin family surrounded him and his two children in the center of the ancestral worship square, looking at them as if they were examining rare objects.

Disappointment, regret, disgust, and disdain, along with undisguised contempt, felt like countless cold needles pricking them, making them extremely uncomfortable.

The Lin family, out of consideration for Lin Feng's reputation and the Lin family's dignity, refrained from uttering malicious words or wanton insults. However, those silent gazes and sighs tinged with disappointment were more hurtful than the most vicious words, like sharp knives that tore Lu Chengyuan's inherent pride to shreds, leaving him utterly devastated.

He clenched his hands tightly, lowered his head, and dared not look anyone in the eye. The sighs around him echoed in his mind like a curse.

At that moment, for the first time, he hated his own mediocrity, hated that he had not inherited even a fraction of his mother's talent, and that he had no ability to even fight for his mother or his sister.

Later, Lin Feng settled them in the courtyard where Lin Shuyi had once lived. The courtyard was elegant and quiet, and all their food, clothing and daily necessities were arranged according to the standards of the direct descendants of the Lin family. It was much better than their previous life of wandering, leaving early and returning late, and working hard just to earn a living.

No one blamed them, no one insulted them, they no longer had to endure the wind and sun, no longer had to struggle for a living, and lived a wealthy life that they never dared to dream of before.

But Lu Chengyuan was never truly happy. The gloom between his brows grew stronger day by day, and the grievances and loneliness in his heart became heavier and heavier.

They also tried to integrate into the Lin family and gain their recognition and acceptance.

Lu's mother was gentle and timid, but she also had the resilience of a mother. Together with her younger sister Lu Chengxue, she stayed up all night to make well-fitting clothes and thick insoles, and carefully delivered them to the elders and core members of the Lin family, her eyes full of humble flattery and expectation.

Most of the Lin family members accepted the gifts with smiles, but Lu Chengyuan saw more than once that the clothes and insoles they had painstakingly sewn were casually thrown into a corner and never worn. Some were even given directly to the servants in the mansion as useless burdens.

At that moment, Lu Chengyuan's heart felt as if it had been doused with cold water, chilling him to the bone.

He had also felt a little unwilling, thinking that even if he was mediocre, he should still try his best, and even if he could not bring glory to the Lin family, he should still prove that he was not a waste.

He saw the Lin family disciples practicing swordsmanship in the training ground, their swords flashing and their momentum unstoppable. Envy welled up in his heart, so he mustered up his courage and quietly walked forward, wanting to observe and learn, even if it was just to take another look or learn one more move.

But as soon as he reached the edge of the training ground, the once bustling and noisy training ground, filled with the clash of swords, instantly fell silent. All the disciples stopped what they were doing and turned their eyes to him.

His eyes were full of doubt, estrangement, and a hint of barely perceptible rejection, as if questioning him: How could a useless person who cannot cultivate appear here?

Those gazes were so heavy and so cold that they made it hard for Lu Chengyuan to breathe. He could only hold on for a moment before he could no longer bear it. He lowered his head in a sorry state and turned away from the training ground in a panic.

The silence behind him was a silent mockery, telling him that he did not belong here, that he would always be an outsider to the Lin family, a good-for-nothing who dragged the Lin family down.

For the past three years, Lu Chengyuan felt that he and his mother and two sons were like invisible people who had been completely forgotten by the Lin family, guarding an empty courtyard and living a life isolated from the world.

At family dinners, they always sat in the most secluded corner, eating silently. No one came over to say a word to them, no one asked them if they were eating well or if they were comfortable with their accommodations, as if they were just two unimportant strangers.

Walking through the Lin family's courtyard, you occasionally encounter members of the Lin family. Most of them will give you a blank look, and only after a long while will they suddenly realize who you are. There is no friendliness in their eyes, only a faint estrangement. Then they will turn around and leave, as if they have never seen you before.

This silent neglect, this loneliness of being abandoned by the whole world, caused him more pain and despair than Xie Xingran's ridicule and insults back then.

Xie Xingran's insults were direct and sharp, but at least they proved that he was still respected and seen.

The Lin family's neglect was cold and despairing; it gradually eroded his self-esteem and extinguished his hope.

It transformed him from that unruly youth into the timid, hesitant man he is today, who doesn't even dare to raise his head to speak.