"This restorative soup is excellent. It was thoughtful of County Magistrate Lin."
A flute's sorrowful, lingering melody drifted from outside the door. It was a winding tune, full of melancholy, nostalgia, and mournful regret.
Inside, Chen Sheng, casually draped in a simple white robe, sipped the restorative soup that had just been delivered from the Lin Mansion. It must have been brewed with a generous amount of Spirit Medicine, for a pleasant warmth was now spreading through his entire body.
He felt as if the energy he had just expended was already almost entirely replenished.
At this thought, Chen Sheng couldn't help but marvel.
'Lin Shou truly is a man of honor.'
'Not only did he help me... he knew I must have exerted myself and specifically sent this soup.'
"You little rogue, you're absolutely brazen."
"Brazen? I wouldn't call it that. It's just a matter of having some confidence. Besides, if I weren't, how else would I have had the chance to gaze upon your beauty today?"
