He Chang and Wen Yan stared at Lin Yue tightly, their faces full of astonishment. Finally, they patted Lin Yue's shoulder heavily and sighed: "To seek what one must seek and to do what one must not do, this child will eventually achieve great things! Good, good, good!"

  Lin Yuewen heard this and smiled bitterly, shaking his head.

  "I know you can't bear to part with this engraving knife, not just because of its value, but also because of its significance. I said you can't give it away, and if you really do, Old Chang will definitely not accept it. To accept a disciple for the sake of receiving an engraving knife is not the Old Chang I know. Moreover, this is like bribery, and can you trust the character of a master who accepts your engraving knife? Such a person's moral character is not good, and their carving skills may not be that high either.

  Also, what you said about this engraving knife being able to exert its value in Old Chang's hands is wrong. He doesn't know ancient carving techniques; he uses tools that have been passed down and combined with modern ones. This knife can only be put away if he takes it.

  Most importantly, he is already old, but you are still young. As long as you work hard, you will eventually surpass him one day. Only then can this engraving knife exert its greatest value in your hands."

  "Take it and make good use of it."

  As he spoke, He Changhe patted Lin Yue's shoulder again.

  Listening to He Changhe's words, Lin Yue lowered his head and tightly grasped the engraving knife in his palm.

  This knife is his!

  Only he can bring out the value of this knife!

  He Changhe's words suddenly enlightened Lin Yue, he stood up and bowed deeply to He Changhe, saying: "Lin Yue has learned from you."

  "Hehe..."

  He Chang smiled and looked at Lin Yue, his face full of satisfaction.

  "Alright, put away your knife, we'll stop here for today, you go back first."

  "Now?" Lin Yue asked in confusion.

  It's already five o'clock now, isn't He Chang planning on saying something?

  "Of course it's now, I went back too late before, that little ancestor at home no longer listens to me, not only saying I don't accompany her, but also saying I'm old and unrespectful, occupying you all day, making you have no time to accompany your beautiful girlfriend. Lin Yue, do you have a girlfriend? How come I didn't know?"

  He Chang and Xi Yue looked at Lin Yue with a playful gaze, but when mentioning He Lanrue, his eyes flashed with a hint of doting.

  Lin Yue was shocked by the words, that little devil dared to say anything, even if it didn't exist, he would say it did. Afraid of He Chang misunderstanding, he quickly denied: "No, no."

  "Really not?" He Chang said with a serious tone: "You're not young anymore, it's time to find a girlfriend. That girl who came to take care of you when you were hospitalized wasn't bad, I heard you two are even living together now. You mustn't disappoint her kindness, or else I won't forgive you."

  "Definitely won't, definitely won't."

  Lin Yue felt like he was already drenched in sweat.

  "Goodbye, Lao," said Lin Yue, and before he could show any respect for his elders, he turned around and ran away in the blink of an eye.

  Suddenly, He Chang and Hong Liang's laughter came from behind him.

  Lin Yue ran out of Rong Le Xuan in a sorry state and immediately took a taxi home, buying two big handfuls of vegetables at the vegetable market in his rented house's neighborhood.

  In the evening, at six o'clock, Qin Yaoyao returned to her rented house and saw that the kitchen door was wide open. She heard the sound of stir-frying coming from inside and was slightly startled, but then smiled gently.

  Qin Yaoyao threw her bag onto the sofa and ran towards the kitchen, asking aloud before she even got there: "Why did you come back early today?"

  "Hehe, isn't it unexpected?"

  Lin Yue scooped a spoonful of salt and put it in the dish, saying with a smile without turning his head.

  "Of course, but what I felt most was not surprise but happiness. I finally don't have to cook anymore and can finally eat Lin's cooking after a week."

  Qin Yaoyao walked over to the faucet and washed her hands first, then carefully chopped up the vegetables that Lin Yue had already cleaned.

  "Today, let me take you out for a good meal. I've lost several pounds eating your cooking these past few days." Lin Yue said with a bitter expression, as if Qin Yaoyao's cooking had become unbearable to him.

  "Go die!"

  Qin Yuyao quickly kicked Lin Yue's calf with a sideways kick.

  Lin Yue wanted to dodge but couldn't, and could only say with a humiliated expression: "Brother, I am unyielding and fearless. No matter how much torture you use on me, I will not surrender. Facts are facts."

  "I'm telling you facts are facts! Let you say it again."

  Qin Yaoyao turned around and splashed the water in her hand onto Lin Yue's face, causing him to frantically blink, but he was still stir-frying the dish and couldn't dodge.

  Seeing Lin Yue's disheveled appearance, Qin Yaoyao hummed in satisfaction and tossed her head back, reveling in her triumph.

  "You can be proud of yourself now, but after I'm done with you, you'll have nothing to be smug about. I'll let you know that offending me is worse than death itself. By then, all you'll be left with is regret!"

  Lin Yue loses in physical strength but wins with his sharp tongue, a counter-ridicule of being weak on the inside and strong on the outside.

  "Oh? Is that so?" Qin Yuyao raised the kitchen knife in her hand, pretending to be deep in thought, and muttered to herself: "Am I not doing this to ensure a happy life later on by eliminating future troubles?"

  Saying so, he picked up a kitchen knife and sneered at Lin Yue as he approached him.

  "Don't come near me, if anything unexpected happens, I'll haunt you even after I'm dead."

  Looking at the gleaming blade, Lin Yang felt goosebumps all over his body. If this knife were to come down, his happiness, which had just begun to bloom like a flower, would wither away before it even had a chance to flourish.

  "Then I'll let you scatter your soul!" Qin Yaoyao bared her small tiger teeth, and with a whooshing sound, the knife in her hand mimicked cutting Lin Yue's body twice from afar. Then, she hummed softly and turned back to continue chopping vegetables.

  Seeing that sharp kitchen knife was not waving in front of him, Lin Yue suddenly let out a sigh of relief and said with emotion: "I think from today on I will be a guardian of Confucianism."

  "What does it mean?" Qin Yuyao was momentarily stunned.

  "It doesn't matter, I just suddenly felt that what our country's great sage Confucius said is very right, so I started to worship him."

  "What's up?"

  "You wouldn't understand even if I told you, it's directly related to IQ." Lin Yuezong swallowed his saliva, shook his head in a pretentious manner, then turned off the gas stove and scooped the dishes into bowls.

  "You're so clever." Qin Yaoyao gave Lin Yue a fierce glare. Just as she was about to continue chopping vegetables, her movements suddenly stopped, and then slowly turned her head, smiling slyly at Lin Yue.

  Seeing Qin Yaoyao's face, Lin Yue jumped in fright and hastily asked: "What's wrong?"

  "What's wrong with me? Hehe......" Qinyao slowly approached Lin Yue, her face increasingly gloomy: "Was what you just said 'It is only women and small men who are difficult to raise'?"

  Lin Yue's facial muscles twitched involuntarily, and he slowly backed away, but before he could take two steps back, he bumped into the wall. A smile that was even uglier than crying appeared on his face as he said, "You're really clever..."