"So you still want to stay by my side, huh? Well... taking a little care from now on shouldn’t be a problem, after all, it’s just feeding an elixir once a month, how hard can that be? Just mind your words and make sure not to upset Yin Shuang."

Yuchi thought this shouldn’t be too difficult.

...

Cut to the scene at Lanyu Medicine Workshop, where Yuchi had already arrived. Apart from encountering a pretty lady along the way, nothing else happened. At this moment, a pharmacist approached him and proactively asked, "May I ask what brings you to our Lanyu Medicine Workshop?"

"I’m looking for Miss Qin Lanyu, would you be so kind as to notify her for me?"

Yuchi spoke with a friendly smile, but after he finished speaking, the pharmacist shook his head helplessly, then turned away silently.

What happened? Is Lanyu not here anymore? Has she already reincarnated? Otherwise, why the head shaking and sighing? What’s the reason?

Just as Yuchi puzzled over whether he misspoke, a man nearby leaned over and asked, "Friend, you’re also here to pursue Miss Lanyu, right? But Miss Lanyu is quite busy. If you directly say you’re looking for her, they won’t agree, because people like us are too many, and she’s already sick of us."

People like us...

No, no, no, buddy, I’m not here to pursue Miss Lanyu, I have important business to discuss with her, also, could you please put a shirt on?

You’re sitting here half-naked as if talking casually, it’s creepy. You say you’re causing Miss Lanyu annoyance, but you have no awareness of your own behavior.

With a wry smile, Yuchi asked, "So is there a way to see Miss Lanyu?"

The man shook his head, sitting on the dark wooden bench with his arms crossed:

"No way, I tried to break my own leg and arm before, but still, there’s no way to see Miss Lanyu. She seemingly knows my intentions, understanding it’s not some ailment, but because she’s residing in my heart, making me unable to eat or drink."

Yuchi felt a bit hurt, looking at this man before him with shock — how could one be so ruthless, indeed a tough guy, can someone really go to such lengths?!

"Impressive!" Yuchi couldn’t help but praise.

"Ah, that’s nothing,"

The man gestured at a few patients next to him, first pointing to a man with bandages on his head, "Look at him, he smeared a lot of honey on his arm, then went to a beehive, getting stung like that and thus coming here."

Then pointed to another man sitting on a wooden stretcher: "Looks, this guy is even more hardcore. To appear extremely weak, he ate soil continuously for a month, now his digestive tract is entirely blocked, a total mess."

He continued pointing at a third, a man calmly sitting there: "This fellow fed his Holy Relic to a dog. See, he’s gradually becoming more feminine, thinking since his male identity fails, he’ll approach Miss Lanyu as a woman."

Hearing the conversation between the men and Yuchi not far away, this man who lost his Holy Relic remained composed, pinching his orchid fingers, saying, "That’s true love. If I can’t appear in her world as a man, I’ll happily be Miss Lanyu’s sister. If you lack such resolve, don’t seek Miss Lanyu, she’s overly occupied, nor should you disrupt our bond."

Yuchi: "..."

Damn! Hardcore indeed!

Bro, what’s your brain’s thought process, to toss such a thing like it’s nothing? Are you really done being a man? How extraordinary is this Miss Lanyu, truly a remarkably accomplished woman, but is she frighteningly outstanding like this?

Beside Yuchi, the man pouted: "So give up, unless you show real determination in front of Miss Lanyu, not to mention approaching, even seeing her becomes incredibly hard. Let’s not waste time here, rather go find a Courtesan."

Yuchi nodded tearily, again shocked today. As he surveyed the entire lobby of the workshop, each person appeared skilled, all seemingly coming for Miss Lanyu? No wonder that previous pharmacist left calmly, apparently because I showed not one bit of genuine intent?

Yuchi accepted the situation, walked to a nearby public counter, picked up a pen to write a letter, just a few sloppy lines, then placed the paper in an envelope. He set his face sternly, delivering a fierce punch to his own chest, spewing a mouthful of old blood three yards away, leaving everyone in the lobby stunned.