Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

"Sharpen the knife! Go and kill that brat named Yang Guo! Let him seduce my Wushuang!" Ling Chi said viciously.

"Ah!? No!"

Chapter Eleven: The Unrivaled Simp

Ling Chi had given Lu Wushuang a fright, and also tested the extent of Lu Wushuang's feelings for Yang Guo. You might not believe it, but Lu Wushuang actually loved Yang Guo so much that she was willing to die for him.

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An eleven-year-old girl is in love with a fourteen-year-old boy, to the point that she's willing to die for him... It's terrifying.

Is this a distortion of human nature or a decline in morality?

Or is it because Yang Guo, this pretty boy, is too handsome that Lu Wushuang is willing to be his simp?

No, I have to see that kid.

……

The next day, when Xiaolongnu came over for breakfast, Ling Chi asked Lu Wushuang to go to the Ancient Tomb to call Yang Guo over.

Lu Wushuang felt nervous and anxious, like when her boyfriend came to meet her parents, especially since her "old father" didn't seem to like her "boyfriend" very much.

Lu Wushuang was caught in a dilemma and dawdled.

Ling Chi looked at her and said calmly, "If you don't call her over now, you won't need to call her over later."

"I'm going right now!" Lu Wushuang ran faster than a rabbit.

"..."

Ling Chi sighed, "Kids these days, they're so young and already dating, it's really the world going to the dogs."

"What is dating?" Little Dragon Girl asked, munching on a meat bun.

"It's about dating," Ling Chi said.

"What is dating?" Little Dragon Girl asked while munching on a vegetable bun.

"..."

Don't you think you're eating too much?

……

Ancient tomb.

"Your elder brother wants to see me?" Yang Guo was somewhat surprised to hear Lu Wushuang's words. "What does he want to see me for?"

Lu Wushuang blushed and said, "Big brother...he thought we were...were..."

Yang Guo was clever enough to guess what was going on just by looking at her. He was startled, though: "Didn't you tell your brother this was a misunderstanding?"

"A misunderstanding?" The blush on Lu Wushuang's face gradually disappeared.

“Yes!” Yang Guo said, “We’re just good friends, not a couple. You can explain it to your older brother.”

Lu Wushuang's face darkened, and she stared intently at him: "You don't like me?"

"This has nothing to do with whether I like you or not," Yang Guo said. "We're just good friends."

"But you always call me 'wife'," Lu Wushuang exclaimed. "Is that also fake?!"

"..." Yang Guo was startled. Seeing her biting her lip and tears in her eyes, he quickly comforted her, "Sister Wushuang, I only called you 'wife' for fun. I really didn't mean anything by it."

"Are you just joking?" Lu Wushuang pulled a dagger from her sleeve and held it to her neck. "I'll ask you one more time, are you going to see my older brother or not?"

"..."

Yang Guo gave in; he wasn't so utterly despicable as to stand by and watch Lu Wushuang commit suicide.

……

"You are Yang Guo?"

Inside the cabin, Ling Chi sized up the boy in front of him.

He's about 1.65 meters tall with great proportions, though a bit thin, but undeniably handsome. His eyebrows, eyes, nose, and mouth all resemble a celebrity named Wang Junkai.

Ling Chi sighed inwardly. Men would all like this face, let alone girls.

No wonder Cheng Ying, Lu Wushuang, and Guo Xiang all remained unmarried for life because of him; his face was truly devastating.

Yang Guo glanced at Ling Chi, then lowered his head, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "Yes, Yang Guo greets Brother Ling."

"No need for formalities." Ling Chi raised his hand and pointed to the chair beside him: "Please sit down!"

"Thank you, Brother Xie Ling." Yang Guo sat down obediently, and Lu Wushuang sat quietly beside him like a dutiful wife.

"..." Ling Chi pinched his brow and said, "Originally, we had no connection and I didn't want to get involved in your affairs, but you should know that Wushuang has fallen for you. As Wushuang's older brother, out of a sense of responsibility towards her, I have some questions for you. I hope you will answer truthfully."

Ling Chi's tone was very calm, without any condescending arrogance or disdain, which made the sensitive Yang Guo feel no aversion. He nodded and said, "Brother Ling, please ask."

“Let’s start with the basics and tell me about your background!” Ling Chi said.

Yang Guo pondered for a moment, then said, "I am an orphan. My father died before I was born, and my mother passed away a few years ago. But I have an uncle named Guo Jing..."

"The great hero Guo Jing?" Ling Chi asked.

“…” Yang Guo nodded.

"I see," Ling Chi said. "And then?"

"And then... nothing much," Yang Guo said. "Two years ago, Uncle Guo took me to his home, where Aunt Guo took care of me. I wanted to learn martial arts, but Aunt Guo only taught me to read. Her daughter and two lackeys disliked me and were always causing me trouble. Once, they beat me badly, and I fought back and injured them... After that, Uncle Guo sent me to the Quanzhen Sect to learn martial arts. But that Taoist priest named Zhao Zhijing disliked me and always bullied me. I couldn't stand it, so I ran away, and that's when I met Granny Sun..."

At this point, Yang Guo's eyes reddened a little. He took a few deep breaths and said, "Brother Ling should know what happened after that."

Ling Chi looked at him and shook his head: "Your experience deserves sympathy, but there's one thing you didn't do well."

These words stung Yang Guo's sensitive heart. Suppressing his displeasure, he clasped his hands and said, "Please enlighten me, Brother Ling."

"Heh..." Ling Chi chuckled, not minding his harsh tone: "Do you know that weakness is the original sin, and might makes right?"

"..." Yang Guo was stunned.

“You were born weak, yet you are arrogant. What would others think of you?” Ling Chi asked.

Yang Guo remained silent.

"Your Uncle Guo kindly took you in. No matter what your Aunt Guo's motives were for not teaching you martial arts, at least she taught you to read and write, which can be considered as raising you. Even if you are not grateful to her, you can't assume that she treats you badly just because you don't like her." Ling Chi said calmly, "As for her daughter and lackeys bullying you, you can tell your Uncle Guo. With the character of Master Guo, how could he possibly favor his own daughter?"

"I..." Yang Guo opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know where to start.

“You’re so proud and unwilling to rely on others,” Ling Chi said, speaking for him. “You also don’t want anyone to know you’re being bullied, do you?”

"Exactly." Yang Guo nodded repeatedly, feeling a sense of kinship with Ling Chi.

"So this is your fault." Ling Chi shook his head: "You are too weak and powerless to resist. What good is your arrogance? Since your Aunt Guo taught you to read, do you know the saying that ambitions are higher than the sky, but fate is thinner than paper?"

“…” Yang Guo remained silent for a moment, then nodded.

Ling Chi smiled slightly: "Very good, you can recognize your shortcomings, there is still hope."

He paused, then said, “A fine sword is forged through tempering, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold. You must remember that weakness is the original sin, and might makes right. When you are weak, do not be forceful, or you will only be crushed. Remember all the trials and tribulations you have endured, and when you become strong, repay them one by one. This is the behavior of a true man who can bend and stretch.”

Yang Guo felt as if he had been enlightened, and everything became clear.

He stood up and bowed deeply, saying gratefully, "Thank you for your guidance, Brother Ling. I will remember it forever."

"No need." Ling Chi waved his hand and said, "I'm telling you all this not for you, but for Wushuang."

"..." Yang Guo turned his head and glanced at Lu Wushuang. Lu Wushuang's face was flushed, and she was shuffling her toes around like a newlywed bride.

“Yang Guo,” Ling Chi said.

"Brother Ling." Yang Guo clasped his hands in greeting.

"Tell me honestly, do you like Wushuang?" Ling Chi's eyes sharpened.

"..." Yang Guo remained silent for a long time before saying, "To be honest, I like Wushuang, but I only feel brotherly affection for her, not romantic affection."

Lu Wushuang's face turned deathly pale instantly: "You...you..."

Yang Guo looked guilty: "I'm sorry, I always called you 'wife,' I was just joking."

Lu Wushuang said nothing, got up and ran upstairs, shedding a string of tears.

"I'll go check on her," Shuang'er said, apologizing as she headed upstairs.

A moment of silence fell over the scene.

Xiaolongnu frowned and said sternly, "Guo'er, since you have no feelings for Wushuang, you shouldn't call her 'wife,' as that would tarnish her reputation."

"I'm sorry," Yang Guo said, unable to lift his head in shame. "It's all my fault."

Seeing that Xiaolongnu was about to scold her, Ling Chi raised his hand to stop her, shook his head, and said to Yang Guo, "Yang Guo, you should think about how to get along with Wushuang in the future!"

Yang Guo was speechless.

"Go back first!" Little Dragon Girl waved her sleeve: "Practice your skills diligently and don't slack off."

Yang Guo rose and bid farewell to the two men. He didn't utter a single word from beginning to end.

……

After Yang Guo left, Xiaolongnu whispered, "I'm sorry."

Ling Chi waved his hand and said, "It has nothing to do with you. In fact, Wushuang brought this upon himself."

"???" Little Dragon Girl was puzzled.

“Everyone likes beautiful things. Yang Guo is handsome, which is why Wushuang likes him. If Yang Guo were ugly, do you think she would still like him?” Ling Chi said.

"..." Little Dragon Girl seemed to understand something, and said, "So you like me because I'm beautiful?"

"..." Ling Chi broke out in a cold sweat. This was a life-or-death question!

"I think liking someone begins with their appearance, is inspired by their talent, is based on their personality, lasts because of their kindness, and ultimately ends with their character." Ling Chi's eyes were full of sincerity: "Liking someone always starts with their appearance. Between a red flower and green leaves, people always prefer the more beautiful red flower. But whether it can last a lifetime requires a deeper understanding. Only after a deep understanding will you know if the other person is the right one."

At this point, Ling Chi asked Xiaolongnu in return, "If Long'er likes me, then why?"

Xiaolongnu thought for a moment, then shook her head blankly: "I don't know, I just feel more and more comfortable with you as time goes by... Does that count as liking someone?"

“Of course it counts.” Ling Chi gave an affirmative answer: “People are not all the same, and there is more than one way to like someone. Just like I liked you because of your looks, while you liked me because you felt comfortable with me. The two are different on the surface, but they also have something in common, which is that we came to like each other, and that’s enough.”

After thinking for a moment, Xiaolongnu nodded and said earnestly, "I like Brother Ling, that's for sure."