Lin Tian could tell from Miaoqiu's tone and actions that she wasn't feeling well. Perhaps those two herbs were very important to her.
But so what?
He's not the compassionate Bodhisattva Guanyin; he can't just make promises to her because she's attractive and has mesmerizing eyes, right? Moreover, they've just met, and it's unclear if they're friends or foes.
Mindlessly agreeing to help her might result in an untimely death.
Lin Tian shrugged his shoulders and said, "Sorry, I won't help with this because I'm not interested. You should find someone else more capable."
"Why?! I promised to give you the rest of the medicine, isn't that enough?" Miaoqiu said, her emotions somewhat agitated.
"It's not that it's not enough... It's just that I see no reason to risk it with you," Lin Tian said.
"Excuses!" Miaoqiu's emotions became even more agitated.
She stood up from her chair, tears instantly overflowing from her eyes and mixing with the droplets on her face.
