"Master Alchemist."
Under Lin Feng's orders, Qinglin directly became his maid, obediently fetching water and preparing to help him wash up.
Lin Feng glanced at Qinglin, his gaze landing directly on the scales around her wrist.
Feeling Lin Feng's gaze, Qinglin's face turned pale. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Master Alchemist. Please don't drive me away. I, I..."
"Enough. They're just a few scales. What haven't I seen before? There's nothing worth making such a fuss over." Lin Feng spoke casually.
"Huh?" Upon hearing this, Qinglin's tears suddenly stopped, and she stared quietly at Lin Feng.
Sensing Qinglin's gaze, Lin Feng raised his hand. The next moment, dense golden scales grew across what had been a human palm, making it look like a dragon claw.
"I told you, it's nothing. I've seen far more than you think. Maybe you were discriminated against because of those scales only because this place is special. Where I come from, it wouldn't be a big deal."
After Lin Feng finished speaking, the golden scales on his palm gradually faded away, slowly returning to the appearance of a human hand. If not for the golden patterns like gold still remaining on his palm, Qinglin might even have suspected that everything she had seen earlier was an illusion.
"Alright, get back to what you were doing. It's no big deal. Carry on." After Qinglin stood there dazed for quite some time, Lin Feng reminded her.
Qinglin immediately came back to her senses and continued with what she had been about to do.
As for Qinglin, Lin Feng said nothing further. Everything proceeded naturally, and there was no need for him to do anything.
Qinglin had experienced far too many days when she could barely make ends meet, or could not even manage that. But after becoming Lin