Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

“I’m not going.” Abi shook her head and said, “Wherever Young Master is, that’s where Abi will be. Where Young Master is, that’s Abi’s home.”

"I like hearing that." Ling Chi took out a lollipop from his pocket and smiled, "Here's a lollipop as a reward."

Abi stopped crying and smiled, taking the lollipop: "Young Master is so kind."

Actually, Ling Chi initially wanted both A Zhu and A Zhu to call him Brother Ling. A Zhu did call him that at first, but after A Bi was also given to him by Murong Fu, A Zhu and A Bi started calling him Young Master together.

Ling Chi asked them to change their address, but they insisted on calling her that, saying they couldn't break the rules.

Let him call me whatever he wants! Anyway, the young master is pretty cool.

After calming Abi down, Ling Chi turned to look at Azhu and asked, "Azhu, what about you?"

“I…” A’Zhu hesitated for a moment, then said, “Young Master, I want to go find my parents.”

"Oh?" Ling Chi was taken aback for a moment, then said, "There's a clue?"

“No.” Azhu shook her head, pursed her lips, and said, “Young Master said he would give me two years. I want to make good use of these two years to find them. If I can find them, I want to ask them why they gave me away. If I can’t find them, I will come back to serve Young Master and stay with Abi, never leaving Young Master.”

Ling Chi glanced at her and said, "Is it absolutely necessary to find someone?"

Azhu nodded and said firmly, "I want to resolve the knot in my heart that has been there for more than ten years."

"..." Ling Chi pointed to the opposite side of the table: "Sit down."

"?" Azhu was a little confused, and sat down opposite him.

“There are only two possibilities when parents give their children away,” Ling Chi said, holding up one finger. “One: They are poor and can’t afford to raise them.”

Azhu nodded.

“The second type…” He held up another finger and said, “There is an unavoidable predicament.”

Azhu nodded again.

Ling Chi looked at her face and smiled, "Given your looks, the first possibility is probably unlikely. It's rare for a poor family to have a girl as beautiful as you."

Azhu blushed and whispered, "Azhu isn't that pretty. Compared to Miss Biao, I'm far inferior!"

“A pretty vase is nothing to brag about.” Ling Chi looked down on Wang Yuyan and said, “A Zhu is much better. She’s vibrant, charming, and adorable. She’s clever, mischievous, and quick-witted. She’s also understanding and intelligent.”

Azhu blushed even more at his words: "It's not as good as you say, young master! Azhu doesn't believe it!"

"Whether you admit it or not is your business, but this is what I think." Ling Chi chuckled, "Even Abi is a thousand times better than that Miss Biao."

Abi's face flushed, but her heart was filled with sweetness: "It's not as good as the young master makes it out to be!"

"If I say it's good, then it's good." Ling Chi snorted. "Anyone who dares to object, I'll break their legs!"

Azhu and Abi felt even sweeter inside.

"Let's not talk about that damned Miss Cousin," Ling Chi said. "If my first assumption is invalid, then your parents must have had their own unavoidable difficulties back then. What do you think?"

“That’s what I think too.” A’Zhu nodded and said, “So I want to find them and ask them why?”

"And then?" Ling Chi asked, "What are you going to do then? Reunite with them?"

"..." A'Zhu shook her head: "I haven't thought about it yet."

"Suppose..." Ling Chi said, "Your biological father is a scumbag who already has a wife, but he met your mother outside, played with her feelings, and abandoned her after she became pregnant, leaving her to give birth to you alone. He didn't dare to take you home to raise you, but gave you away instead. What would you do?"

Azhu clenched her fists.

Abi exclaimed angrily, "That man is despicable! If it were me, I would kill him with a single sword stroke!"

Azhu: "..."

"Easy for you to say," Ling Chi laughed. "That's still your own father. Even if he's a scoundrel, would you really dare to kill him?"

“…” Abi was speechless.

"A-Zhu, what will you do?" Ling Chi asked.

Azhu was silent for a moment, then said, "If that's the case, I want to bring my mother here, so I can at least fulfill my filial duty."

"Where is your father?" Ling Chi pressed.

Azhu shook her head: "If he were that kind of person, I wouldn't acknowledge him as my father."

“If…” Ling Chi then posed another hypothetical question: “If your father went back to your mother, your mother forgave your father, and the two reconciled, what would you do?”

"..." A'Zhu was stunned.

Abi felt a little dizzy: "How could there be such a person?"

“The world is a big place, and there are all sorts of strange things.” Ling Chi laughed. “I have actually met people like this before. I just applied their stories to A Zhu.”

"Young Master has seen them?" A'Zhu asked hurriedly, "Then... what happened to their children?"

Ling Chi looked at A Zhu, his eyes filled with familiar tenderness: "That girl fell in love with a man, but that man and the girl's father were mortal enemies. The girl found out about this by chance, and in order to prevent the man she loved from killing her father, she chose to commit suicide in front of him, hoping to exchange her death for her father's life."

"Ah!?" Abi covered her mouth and exclaimed softly.

Azhu was lost in thought. For some reason, she felt that if she were in that situation, she would have done the same thing as that girl.

"If she really does that, she'll be the biggest fool in the world," Azi's voice came from the next room. "She deserves to die!"

Ling Chi frowned and snapped, "Instead of studying properly, what nonsense are you spouting!"

"I'm tired of reading! I'll just listen, I won't say anything." Azi's voice weakened.

Ling Chi sighed helplessly, "You silly girl... never mind, tell me, what would you do if you were in that situation?"

"Me!" Finally able to speak on imperial orders, Azi said excitedly, "If it were me, I would have my man kill that damned biological father. Anyway, he never raised me, so he's dead. That woman is also a fool. If she doesn't say anything, that's fine. But if she stands up for that bastard, I'll let her go and reunite with him. My man and I will live happily ever after."

Azhu and Abi's eyes widened. Abi couldn't help but say, "Little sister Azi, how could you have such thoughts? They are, after all, your biological parents."

“I don’t have parents like that.” Azi scoffed and said, “If they really were like that, I would have killed them without my man lifting a finger. Who told them to send me into that hellhole of the Starry Constellation Sect? Do you know how I’ve survived all these years? If I didn’t have a ruthless heart, I would have been killed long ago, and I wouldn’t be here talking to you.”

"..." Abi was speechless. She had gotten to know Azi better these past few days and knew that Azi had grown up in the Xingxiu Sect for more than ten years. She had heard some of Azi's past experiences and felt a thousand times luckier than her. Not only could she eat and dress well, but she could also study literature and practice martial arts. The work she did every day was not tiring, and she didn't have to worry about any danger to her life.

But Azi is different. She grew up in the Xingxiu Sect, a jungle where human life is not taken seriously. She either kills others or is killed by others. She has no choice. If she is not ruthless enough, she cannot survive.

Although Ling Chi had her study at Lingjiu Palace for more than ten days, how could a few books possibly change the character she had developed over the past ten years? If Ling Chi hadn't crippled her martial arts and broken her leg, she would have run away long ago.

"Sigh!" Azhu sighed, "Given Azi's experiences, it's understandable that she would say such things."

“Right!” Azi was very happy: “Sister Azhu understands me the best.”

“No,” Azhu said, “I understand you, but I don’t agree with you. If it were me, I wouldn’t kill my own parents, even if they really were as despicable as Brother Ling said.”

"So you're a fool." Azi was displeased: "If someone like you were in the Starry Sky Sect, you would have been killed long ago."

“…” Azhu sighed softly: “Perhaps! Even so, I do not agree with your approach.”

"Whatever you want," Azi said. "I don't need your approval."

"..."

……

Chapter Sixty-Three: Men Are All the Same

In the evening, Wu Xingyun woke up.

Opening my eyes and seeing the familiar rooftop brought me some relief. After getting up, I felt that apart from some soreness, my body seemed to be fine, and I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Someone come here!" Wu Xingyun called out.

"Grandma Tong is awake!" Bamboo Sword and Chrysanthemum Sword walked in and saw Wu Xingyun sitting by the bed. They immediately bowed and greeted her.

"What time is it now?" Wu Xingyun asked.

“It’s already three-quarters past the hour of You (5-7 PM),” Zhu Jian replied.

Wu Xingyun nodded and asked, "Where is Ling Chi?"

"Young Master Ling has returned home," Zhu Jian replied, then asked, "Why did Granny Tong fall into a coma?"

"Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask." Wu Xingyun glared at her.

Bamboo sword immediately lowered its head.

"Go and call him over," Wu Xingyun said. "And bring him the food too."

"Yes."

……

Soon, Ling Chi arrived with a food box. Wu Xingyun was already sitting at the table, head down, seemingly lost in thought.

"You're finally awake." Ling Chi walked over, placed the food box on the table, and asked, "Are you alright?"

Wu Xingyun looked at him and saw that there was only concern in his eyes, nothing else. She felt relieved and said, "It's nothing. At noon... I was too impulsive."

"It's good that you're alright." Ling Chi opened the food box, a flash of blue light appeared, and said, "I made you some good food, have a taste!"

Wu Xingyun hadn't eaten for half a day and was starving. Upon seeing the blue menu, he no longer held back and ate with great relish.

These were all ordinary blue recipes, and they didn't win over Wu Xingyun's stomach. Ling Chi hadn't considered that since he already had purple culinary skills, Wu Xingyun couldn't provide him with experience points. He only made the blue recipes to nourish her body, including a longevity fish dish that could replenish her life force for more than a month.

Wu Xingyun didn't have a big appetite. Although he was very hungry, he only ate a little over half before putting down his chopsticks and asking, "Have you eaten?"

"I'm not hungry."

"I'm asking if you've eaten?" Wu Xingyun's eyes turned cold.

"..." Ling Chi said helplessly, "I didn't eat."

"Mmm." Wu Xingyun took a sip of hot soup, ate a bite of meat, then a piece of fish, and also had a bite of vegetables...

"..." Ling Chi stared in disbelief: "You're not going to give me any?"

"This is my food, why should I give it to you?" Wu Xingyun said expressionlessly, "Can't you cook it yourself?"

"..." What you said makes so much sense, I'm speechless.

Seeing Ling Chi's frustration and embarrassment, Wu Xingyun smiled slightly, but then put down his chopsticks again and said, "I'm full."

"..."

Wu Xingyun glanced at him and said indifferently, "Eat! Don't waste food."

You silly boy, what are you doing?

"You really want me to eat this?" Ling Chi asked.