"Your Majesty, my disciple was so frightened by this fruit that she fell gravely ill. Although she has awakened from her high fever, her body is terribly weak. I've heard that the Yin-Yang Fruit can cure illness and ward off disaster. This old man begs Your Majesty to grant permission for the little girl to eat this fruit." With that, Dean Chen kowtowed, his forehead striking the ground hard.
Ye Qianning heard every word clearly, and she also heard the distinct thud of her master's forehead hitting the floor. Her nose began to sting.
'I never expected Master to be so protective of me, to think of me like this.'
Her eyes misted over...
Xiang Minghou and the others were also astonished. They had all assumed Dean Chen would present the treasure to the Emperor; they never imagined he would propose letting the little girl eat it.
The girl was frail; if she ate the Yin-Yang Fruit, her weakened body would quickly be restored.
'The Dean has truly gone to great lengths for this child.'
