Chapter 24: A Visitor from the Situ !

  Transtor: Krukist

  “Does possessing a plete set of cooking utensils and knives automatically make one a great chef?”

  Just as Lin Yu was about to retort, a hearty ugh echoed from afar. His gaze shifted toward the entrance of the grand hall, where a middle-aged man strode in.

  “This is… someone from the Situ !” Lin Yu’s eyes flickered slightly. The newer, dressed in refined robes, bore a striking resembo Situ Deng. It was evident that he was likely Situ Deng’s father, uncle, or another senior member of the .

  Standing behind Lin Yu, his self-procimed little assistant, Lin Ling’er, gasped softly. “It’s Elder Situ from the Body Tempering Institute! I didn’t expect him to be from the Situ …”

  Lin Ling’er’s voice carried a trace of unease. “Brother, be careful! This Elder Situ is quite renowned within Heavenly Cloud Academy. His reputation isn’t just due to his strength but because of how fiercely protective he is of his own. Once, after his disciple was injured, he retaliated by crippling another instructor!”

  Lin Yu’s hand trembled slightly, and his eyes widened. “If I win this cooking petition against Situ Deng, won’t this guy hold a grudge against me? Damn it, I’m just a chef! Would he really go as far as tet a mere chef?”

  Of course, Lin Yu would never admit that, deep down, he didn’t truly want to remain just a chef.

  Lin Ling’er patted his arm and whispered, “No matter what, Brother, you must win. You ’t throw the match. We’ll deal with any trouble ter… Also, no swearing.”

  After all, she had specifically sought help from her instructor. If Lin Yu deliberately lost, not only would he lose Nan Zhan’s trust, but she herself would also face her instructor’s wrath. Losing due to a ck of skill was ohing, but throwing the match out of intimidation? That would be utterly shameful.

  Sensing Lin Yu’s momentary hesitation, Lin Ling’er spoke up immediately to dissuade him. Lin Yu gave her a deep look—how could this little girl possibly see through his thoughts so easily?

  However, the idea of throwing the match had merely been a fleeting thought.

  Lin Yu spoke indifferently, “Throw a match? The people I despise most in this world are those who throw matches.”

  The middle-aged man strode into the grand hall, casting a brief g Lin Yu before utterly disregarding him, treating him as nothing more than air. He headed straight toward Situ Deng.

  Situ Deng’s eyes flickered with surprise before they turned resolute.

  “Grand Uncle! I didn’t expect you to e personally. Don’t worry—I absolutely won’t disappoint you. I will definitely win.”

  Situ g’s gaze carried an unmistakable pride and approval, though he waved a hand in a seemingly magnanimous gesture. “Young ones peting should not always focus on victory a. Our Situ values humility above all else.”

  He tinued, speaking in an instructive tone, “Winning or losing isn’t the most important thing. What matters is what you gain through the experience.”

  Then, his gaze shifted toward Lin Yu, and he said meaningfully, “Besides, with your status, peting against Pharmacist Lin is already unfair. If you were peting in medie, perhaps he’d stand a ce—”

  “But insisting on a ary match? Isn’t that simply bullying him?”

  Though his words seemed to rebuke Situ Deng, the implication was clear—he was subtly mog Lin Yu for overestimating himself.

  Lin Ling’er felt a surge of irritation. Situ Deng’s blunt arrogance had already been unpleasant, but pared to Situ g’s veiled mockery, she realized that this kind of person was even more detestable. She couldn’t help but curl her lip.

  Lin Yu, however, merely smiled faintly, his expression unging. He even lowered his head slightly, as if agreeing with Situ g’s words.

  Yet, inwardly, he sneered.

  Still pying these little mind games? The harsher your words now, the harder you’ll have to swallow them ter…

  When Situ Deng lost, Lin Yu wondered if Situ g would still address him as “Pharmacist Lin” with such vi.

  Clearly, this was a ary petitio Situ g kept emphasizing the title Pharmacist Lin—a thinly veiled mockery. But once Lin Yu secured victory, he was eager to see what kind of expression Situ g would wear.

  While Lin Yu remained indifferent, Nan Ziyan couldn’t help but mutter to her mother, “Mother, this Uu is so fake.”

  Qin Caiyun maintained a polite smile but shot a warning g Nan Ziyan, remindio be more reserved. She then sighed softly, “This is how the adult world operates. petition and flict aren’t always straightforward.”

  Nan Zhan, too, curled his lip but maintained a false smile. “Haha, Situ g, you finally made it! Any ter, and the petition might have already cluded!”

  Situ g returhe same insincere smile. “Ah, better te than never. I was deyed by a small i at the academy this m. Some fool dared to bully my disciple, so I broke both his arms and legs. I was held up for a bit. Marquis, I hope you’ll five me.”

  “Tsk tsk, Elder Situ is as fiercely protective as ever,” Nan Zhan remarked dryly. “This so-called ‘bullying’—was it really bullying? Or did your disciple merely lose in a spar? They are both disciples of the Body Tempering Institute, yet you crippled the oppo? Isn’t that a bit excessive?”

  Clearly, even he found Situ g’s as unreasonable.

  Situ g, however, seated himself calmly in a guest seat and casually sed the arena. “That’s just my way of handling things. Marquis, it’s getting te. Everything is ready, isn’t it? Let’s begin. I’m quite eager to see this Pharmacist Lin—”

  His tone suddenly sharpened.

  “—to see what divine skills he possesses that could anger Deng’er so much.”

  At that moment, Situ g’s domineering presence was fully unleashed. Even before the esteemed Southwestern Marquis of the Heavenly Cloud Kingdom, he showed raint, radiating an overwhelming pressure.

  A flicker of displeasure crossed Nan Zhan’s face, but he suppressed it, merely letting out a cold harrumph.

  Had Situ g been only a patriarch of the Situ , the Southwestern Marquis would not have tolerated his arrogance. But Situ g held aitle—one of the three Grand Elders of the Heavenly Cloud Academy’s Body Tempering Institute.

  And that identity was his true leverage.

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