Descending from the back mountain, the little dragon girl Zhiyu in Lu Jin'an's arms was no longer wailing, but her intermittent sobs hadn't stopped.
Lu Jin'an truly felt the sadness of this little Dragon Clan girl, but her crying hadn't stopped along the way, so he had no choice but to hold her and head down the mountain first.
After crying for quite a while, Zhiyu clung to him like an octopus, burying her little face in his chest, soaking a large patch of his clothes.
When they stepped into the Taichu Hall, she finally stopped crying and looked up with her tear-streaked, red-flushed face. Her nostrils twitched, trying to speak but choked by her sobs.
So she could only try hard to hold back her little mouth, causing her face to flush even redder.
Lu Jin'an looked down at her and inexplicably found her disheveled hair and flushed little face adorable.
It's kind of like when you see a cute little animal and feel tempted to tease it a bit.
Lu Jin'an raised his hand to pat her little head, "Don't cry anymore. What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."
"C-cake!" Zhiyu clutched onto his clothes tightly, her heterochromatic eyes staring at him wide, "A-and at!"
"Alright." Lu Jin'an chuckled and nodded, while Zhiyu pointed in a direction, "Go, go!"
That direction was where the kitchen was located.
Seeing her about to cry again if he disagreed, Lu Jin'an first transmitted a ssage to his Master, then headed toward the kitchen.
Zhiyu smiled, so Lu Jin'an also slowed his voice to ask about the reason for her crying.
Zhiyu's answer was just as he guessed; her taste threshold had increased, but her Master making this little girl eat more fruits and vegetables was sothing that made him laugh out loud.
Letting a at-loving Dragon Clan eat vegetables... they'd only eat it if there was no at, right?
Plus, Zhiyu was currently afraid of her Master... no wonder she cried so heartbreakingly earlier.
"Truly a little foodie."
"Eat!" Zhiyu raised her hands and waved them, beaming with joy, "Yay!"
Lu Jin'an then placed Zhiyu on the ground and rolled up his sleeves, saying, "Go play outside for a bit."
Zhiyu didn't listen, climbing directly onto the stove and gazing at him expectantly.
Lu Jin'an seriously suspected that as long as she sat there, she'd finish off whatever he cooked.
That wouldn't do; they also needed to honor the Master.
Just as he was about to speak, he saw Zhiyu shrink her neck, quickly jumping down from the stove to hug his leg, trembling.
Lu Jin'an chuckled, turning to look at Pei Wanyu, who was standing at the door: "Master, look how scared she is, does she have any trace of Candle Dragon's majesty?"
"Kids are afraid of adults; isn't that normal?"
Pei Wanyu giggled lightly, though she didn't deny she did it on purpose.
With Zhiyu's bloodline, as long as nothing goes wrong, leading the Dragon Clan in the future wouldn't be a problem.
But before that, leaving a 'deep impression' on the little one wasn't a bad thing.
She plays the 'bad guy', allowing Jin'an to be the 'good guy', so Zhiyu's reliance on Jin'an will only increase.
Even if in the future Jin'an and Zhiyu aren't recognized as master and disciple, they can still have a master-disciple relationship in practice.
"Besides." Pei Wanyu looked at Zhiyu, "It's not like she doesn't eat vegetables; we're just asking her to eat a bit more."
"No eat!" Zhiyu clinging to the leg loudly refuted, "Zhiyu wants at! The dishes you make taste bad!"
Lu Jin'an was montarily stunned, but Pei Wanyu had already walked to his side, chuckling, "Every ti Qiu Ye prepares a al, she just squats by the kitchen door, you understand now?"
Lu Jin'an imdiately got it, as if soone was holding a knife to the neck of the chef, cooking in peace would be strange.
"She doesn't leave?"
"She's very persistent with food."
"Hasn't left Taichu Peak either?" Lu Jin'an asked while preparing ingredients, "She'll surely sniff her way to the Wandao Sect's canteen, you or Qiu Ye can take her there to eat for money."
"I haven't let her leave Taichu Peak." Pei Wanyu smiled faintly, "Her appetite is a bottomless pit; would the canteen be able to feed her for twenty-two days?"
Besides, the cafeteria's ingredients are greatly beneficial to the cultivators. If she stayed there eating it all, the ones affected would be the sect disciples, and ultimately, your reputation as the Saint Heir."
Pei Wanyu placed her hand on the stove, "Moreover, most ingredients in the cafeteria are provided by high-ranking disciples in exchange for contribution points, and the cafeteria cycles them back to lower-ranking disciples to help them improve their cultivation, an internal consumption thod."
And with the Wandao Sect's rules in place, they can't be broken because of Zhiyu, right?
"Of course, I can pay Spirit Crystals or provide ingredients for Zhiyu, but Zhiyu has nothing to do with the Wandao Sect."
Lu Jin'an nodded lightly, jokingly said, "Indeed, this little one's appetite is a bottomless pit. Perhaps the Azure Dragon Clan considered this when they sent her here."
Pei Wanyu smiled slightly, glancing outside the door.
Her deeper considerations are simple too: Zhiyu bears the Candle Dragon bloodline and must be bound to my good disciple.
Even if going to the canteen, Jin'an must take her, so this silly Zhiyu feels my good disciple treats her well, and she'll rely even more on Jin'an.
The emotional and beneficial relationship is more stable.
When it cos to 'benefit', as her Master, I will arrange it; my good disciple only needs to invest emotion.
Pei Wanyu withdrew her right hand from the stove, her tone shifted, smiling nonchalantly, "You've been having fun with Qingyue, haven't you?"
Lu Jin'an lightly coughed, "Zhiyu is still here."
"She wouldn't understand." Pei Wanyu glanced down at Zhiyu, who was standing on tiptoe and holding onto the edge of the stove, "Her mind is full of eating, what could she understand? Also, don't change the subject."
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