Seeing the face peeking through the tent's entrance, Yi Chen called out, "Sister Ling?"
"Yes, it's me," she said as she entered the tent, and glancing at her hands, she added, "I've prepared some meat broth for you."
Initially, Yi Chen wanted to refuse this gesture because of his troubled mind, but the moment the scent of the soup invaded his nose, his mouth began to salivate, and his stomach raged in protest.
Growl~
"T-thank you," he said with an embarrassed smile the next moment.
"You're welcome," a subtle smile formed on Sister Ling's face as she soon walked towards him and gave him the hot bowl of soup.
"It's still hot, so be careful not to burn yourself," she advised.
"Yes, I'll keep that in mind," Yi Chen said while stirring the soup with the wooden spoon.
Just as he was about to taste the soup and comment on it, she suddenly tried to bow deeply while saying, "Brother Chen, I'm deeply grateful to you for saving my-,"
