After delivering the spirit ginseng and pigeon soup, Lü Yanyan did not linger to disturb Chen Yu and the others. She turned and left.
Meanwhile, the four of them entered the room.
Chen Yu set down the bamboo container Senior Sister Lü had brought.
Once inside, Shen Fei studied the furnishings in Senior Brother Chen Yu's quarters: a bed, a table and chairs, and nothing else. A copy of Basics of the Poison Path lay open halfway through on the table, with notes written in the blank spaces.
Noticing Shen Fei's gaze, Chen Yu explained with a smile, "I researched all my Poison Path techniques myself. Unlike you, I don't have a systematic theoretical foundation."
But in response to Chen Yu's display of "weakness," Shen Fei merely cupped his hands, his face filled with admiration. "You taught yourself everything, Senior Brother. Truly impressive!"
"Heh, heh."
Chen Yu wore a false smile.
Just then, Shen Fei pointed at the bamboo container on the table. "Since you haven't had dinner yet, Senior Brother, the three of us can wait."
Cao Jun and Li Wei immediately agreed. "Yes, yes!"
"Your recovery comes first, Senior Brother. We're in no hurry!"
Chen Yu thought for a moment, then nodded. "All right. Take a seat and wait a little."
"Yes." The three sat down.
Chen Yu walked over to the table and opened the bamboo container.
The instant he opened it, steam rose out, carrying a rich aroma. Inside was pigeon soup simmered to a milky white.
"How fragrant!" Li Wei blurted out.
Cao Jun sniffed several times and could not help praising it. "Junior Sister really is a wonderful cook!"
Chen Yu smiled and picked up a wooden spoon, but paused just as he was about to scoop up the soup. He looked at the