"The least I can do is not waste the food placed before me." Lin Feng's words fell simply, yet they struck Yun Wanqing like a thunderclap.
Shock rippled through her mind.
She had not expected that such a plain, almost casual explanation could leave such a deep impact on her heart.
It was neither profound nor decorated with grand philosophies, and yet… it carried a weight she could not ignore.
For a brief moment, she found herself at a loss.
"Master Lin Feng is truly… different," she thought to herself.
Her gaze lingered on him, growing noticeably warmer.
The faint coldness she had carried when she first arrived that afternoon… her natural distance, her quiet restraint was slowly melting away.
In its place, a subtle heat began to rise, spreading gently through her chest.
It was not something sudden or overwhelming, but rather a gradual shift, like ice thawing under the warmth of the sun.
And without realizing it, the way she looked at him had already changed.
