Beatrice stared at her phone screen, her face completely pale. The text message from Master Zephyr was short, but it cut through her mind like a frozen blade."From this very moment, you are no longer my disciple," the message read, the words flat and cold.The smartphone slipped from her shaking hands and clattered loudly against the floorboards, her eyes wide with total panic as she whispered, "This cannot be happening."Ten years ago, when Beatrice was only fifteen, she had been obsessed with the medical world but completely lacked natural talent. After being dismissed by several renowned doctors for having zero aptitude, she had given up on herself, eating nothing for three days in her dark room.Ethan had felt deeply sorry for his sister, spending a whole year teaching himself advanced medicine and creating the persona of Master Zephyr under a hidden pseudonym. He had taken her on as his online student, building her reputation until she became the genius doctor everyone admired t

Ethan Vance looked down at his private cell phone as it vibrated smoothly in his hand. A short text message from Garrick Thorne had just appeared on the dark screen."Master Vance, the Sterling family has launched a massive citywide medical contest at their private clinic. They are lying to everyone, claiming they are selecting a brand-new student for Master Zephyr just to trick top doctors into treating Julian," the message read.Ethan looked at the words, a low, cold smirk appearing on his lips as he shut off the screen. It was hilarious how far his adoptive family was willing to go, building a fake stage using his own secret pseudonym just to save an impostor."I think it is time to go and expose their little facade myself," Ethan muttered softly to the empty room.Mother Martha walked out from the kitchen, her old face filled with an intense, motherly worry as she noticed him heading toward the front door. "Ethan, my dear boy, where are you going in this cold weather? You look so