Chapter 16: Doing My Best

  Transtor: Krukist

  Although it wasn’t hard to guess from Nan Zhan and Qin Caiyun’s words, Lin Yu was still taken aback when Qin Caiyun revealed the full truth. “So, anorexia exists in this world too? And the one suffering from it is the marquis’s daughter!”

  The Heavenly Sun ti was full of wonders. From the books left by his father, Lin Yu had learhat peak-level Spirit Pharmacists could even perform miracles like regeing limbs. Yet, something as seemingly simple as anorexia had pgued the marquis’s household for years?

  After some thought, Lin Yu uood. On one hand, even as a marquis, Nan Zhan might not have access to the most powerful Spirit Pharmacists. Oher hand, anorexia wasn’t just a physical issue—it was rgely psychological.

  Ordinary Spirit Pharmacists and chefs simply couldn’t address it!

  “That’s why I’ve e to find you, Master Lin. Since you were able to make Ziya, you must have the ability to help her recover.” Qin Caiyun’s eyes burned with hope as she pleaded, “I hope you agree to this request.”

  Lin Yu hesitated. A thought lingered oip of his tongue. He knew a bit about anorexia and uood that while Nan Ziyan had eaten his chi stew earlier, there was no guarantee she would eat anything he prepared now.

  Seeing Lin Yu’s hesitation, Qin Caiyun quickly added, “Master Lin, as long as you cure Ziyan’s illness, our household will not treat you unfairly! These 500 Spirit Stones are for the dish from earlier today. As for this fried chi…”

  Before Qin Caiyun could make more promises, Lin Yu frowned. He khat if he made excessive demands now, Qin Caiyun might not refuse. But the truth was, he wasn’t fident he could cure Nan Ziyan, which troubled him deeply.

  Nan Zhan, having finished his chi, stepped forward. “Master Lin, is there something you’re dissatisfied with? I uand that for someone of your stature, choosing to work as a humble pharmacist suggests you don’t care much for fame or fortune—”

  His implication was clear. He believed Lin Yu’s role as a mediocre pharmacist was a disguise. Though Nan Zhan didn’t uand why Lin Yu would hide his true abilities, he was certain that anyone capable of creating such exquisite dishes must be a master chef.

  “But as long as you make a request, if our household fulfill it, we will.” Nan Zhan’s gaze was intense, like twht nterns fixed on Lin Yu. Lin Yu felt immense pressure, as if a ferocious tiger were staring him down.

  Yet, Lin Yu still couldn’t bring himself to agree. Refusing might bring trouble, but agreeing and failing could lead to eveer sequences, possibly even endangering Ling’er. At this point, Lin Yu could only regret his earlier decision.

  If only I hadn’t stopped the marquis and his wife from leaving!

  Gurgle, gurgle!

  Lin Yu’s ears twitched as he heard a faint sound. He turo see Liaring at the pte of fried chi, uo resist swallowing her saliva. Nan Zhan and Qin Caiyun noticed this and awkwardly smiled, realizing they had put too much pressure on Lin Yu.

  Nan Zhan slowly reined in his imposing aura and apologized, “I’m sorry, Master Lin. I got too carried away. I’m not f you to cure Ziyan. It’s just that you’re the only hope we’ve had in years, and we ’t bear to see that hope slip away…”

  Qin Caiyun’s face was filled with sorrow. Over the years, they had experienced tless hopes and disappois for Nan Ziyan. Now, Lin Yu was their greatest hope.

  Ling’er suddenly spoke up. “Marquis, Madam! I don’t know why my brother’s cooking has improved so much—he didn’t have this skill before. But I think asking him to cure Miss Nan’s illness might be unrealistibsp;

  Nan Zhan and Qin Caiyun exged a gnd smiled bitterly. “We know that too. But your brother is our best hht now.”

  Nan Zhan couldn’t help but g Situ Deng. Years ago, Situ Deng had decred that he would leave the Mystistitute of Heavenly Cloud Academy to study cooking, all for Nan Ziyan. Back then, Nan Zhan and Qin Caiyun had been thrilled, believing it was their long-awaited hope.

  But year after year, even after Situ Deng became a ary King, they were met with disappoi after disappoi.

  Though they knew Situ Deng’s iions were good, the repeated letdowns had left them feeling hopeless. They realized that while Situ Deng might make a good son-in-w, he could never cure Nan Ziyan’s illness.

  Ling’er didn’t know what else to say. She had spoken up earlier because she saw her brother struggling with the decision. Her delicate brows furrowed as she thought, So, my brother is su amazing chef?

  But I never knew about this before. He never mentio. With skills like this, even the marquis and his wife are impressed. Why is he still w as a pharmacist? He should just bee a chef! Wait, I get it now. He doesn’t want to disappoint Father. He wants to carry on the legacy of Lingzhi Hall.

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  Earlier, I noticed there wasn’t much food left at home… Now I uand. The only reason my brother revealed his skills is for me! Our savings probably ’t support my living expenses anymore, so he had no choice but to step up.

  Tears welled up in Ling’er’s eyes as she felt a mix of gratitude aermination. She vowed to bee a powerful Are Martialist so that Lin Yu could pursue his dreams. Her plex gaze turo Lin Yu.

  Feeling Ling’er’s gaze, Lin Yu noticed the gratitude and admiration in her eyes. His heart trembled. Ling’er is tellihat after years of effort, these parents have finally found a glimmer of hope…

  If I refuse now, wouldn’t I be crushing that hope? Ling’er and I grew up under Father’s prote. We know how intense a parent’s love be, and how devastating it is to lose hope…

  Lin Yu pletely misinterpreted Ling’er’s message. After a moment of ption, he finally nodded. “I agree to try, but I ’t guarantee I’ll be able to cure Miss Nan. I ’t even promise she’ll eat the dish I prepare.”

  “But I promise this: I’ll do my best. As for payment, I’ll only take what’s fair. I won’t make unreasonable demands. However, if my efforts don’t yield results, I hope you won’t hold it against me.”

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