"Sigh." Dean Chen let out another sigh.
Ye Qianning walked to the table, unwrapped the roast duck from its oil paper, and pushed it in front of him. "Master, you haven't eaten all day, have you?"
"Sigh, I have no appetite." Dean Chen pushed the roast duck aside. "What a waste of the Symbiotic Twin Fruit."
"Master, don't be upset. It's just a fruit. Isn't it better to give it to the Emperor and have some peace and quiet?" Although Ye Qianning wanted to give her master another one, she was afraid of causing trouble.
'After a while, I'll use a Symbiotic Twin Fruit to refine some pills and give Master a bottle.'
"Eating it would have also brought us peace. If only I had just crushed it back then." Dean Chen mused, 'If I had, it would have lost its value, and this little one could have eaten it.'
Ye Qianning understood what he meant. "Even if you had crushed it, Master, I wouldn't have been able to eat it. And if I had, the Emperor would surely have held a grudge against you."
