"Master Adams, how is Vivian's condition?" In an intricate wooden cabin, Michael was looking at the old man sitting in a wooden chair with a nervous expression, and he was placing a hand on Vivian's shoulder.
"City Lord, most of the glacial energy in Young Mistress' meridians has indeed disappeared. Even some of the smaller meridians have been significantly reduced, and the effects are far better than when I nurtured her with fire magic. If we can maintain this level of effect, there's even a chance that all of the glacial energy in her body can be completely dispelled." Adams withdrew his hand after a short while, and a hint of surprise appeared on his wrinkled face. He turned to Michael, and asked, "Could it be that you've found a more powerful fire magic caster, City Lord? Or did you feed Young Mistress some kind of fire-attribute spirit fruit? "
"Is that true, Master?" Upon hearing Adams' words, a glint appeared in Michael's eyes, and he looked at Adams agitatedly.
"Can it really be completely dispelled?" Vivian was also quite excited to hear that. Only she knew what kind of pain she had been through during these past few years. She couldn't sleep well at night, she couldn't eat delicious food, and even the amount of exercise she did every day had to be strictly controlled.
Living like that was worse than death.
"City Lord, you know that I never lie." Adams shook his head with a smile, and said, "However, I do want to know which master was responsible for dispelling the glacial energy in Young Mistress' body so quickly. Young Mistress, you've wasted so much time with me over the past few years; it really makes me feel rather ashamed."
"I'm afraid you won't find a more powerful fire magic caster in Chaos City than Master Adams. She didn't eat any high-grade fire-attribute spirit fruit, either. Instead, she …" Michael was rather excited to hear Adams' confirmation, but a peculiar expression appeared on his face as he explained the reason.
"Grandpa Adams, I didn't eat any spirit fruit, nor did I find another magic caster. I only had a spicy grilled fish tonight, and I sweated profusely, and became like this after I came back. The only explanation for this is that grilled fish," Vivian immediately said. Ever since she was 10 years old, she had been coming to Adams' place to nurture her body with fire magic every month. If it weren't for the fact that she had no magic aptitude, she would've most likely been learning magic from him already. They were very close, and would often visit his place.
"Spicy grilled fish?" Adams turned to Vivian with a perplexed expression, and asked, "Why does that sound like a dish? Could it be that the glacial energy in Young Mistress' body was dispelled from eating a dish? "
"That's right, it was a dish, super spicy grilled fish." Vivian nodded vigorously as she looked at Adams with excitement and anticipation in her eyes. "Grandpa Adams, does that mean that I only have to eat a spicy grilled fish every day, and my body will slowly recover?"
Adams nodded with a smile, and said, "If the Young Mistress really did manage to expel the cold from her body after eating that spicy grilled fish, then that means that the spicy grilled fish is very effective in expelling the cold from your body. As long as you continue to eat it, you should be able to slowly expel the cold from your body. Even if you can't make a full recovery, as long as you can expel all of the cold from your meridians, it won't affect your daily life."
"That's great! I just want to have a good night's sleep every day and live a normal life, and I finally have a chance to realize that now! I'm going to eat a grilled fish every day until I'm cured! " Vivian was so elated that she jumped up and down on the spot. At this point, she had completely abandoned her cold and aloof image, and her mind was completely filled with dreams of grilled fish and sleeping until she woke up naturally.
A smile also appeared on Michael's face at the sight of Vivian's elated expression. He had already forgotten how long it had been since he last saw such a happy smile on Vivian's face. Aside from the occasional smile that would appear on her face when she was with Luna, her face was almost always expressionless.
"Father, I think it's very important that we clear the name of this restaurant! It's so unfair that a restaurant like this, which can even cure my illness, can't even make it onto the Aden Square food competition rankings board! " Vivian glowered at Michael as they sat in a horse-drawn carriage heading toward the city lord's castle.
Michael was silent for a moment before he seemed to have made up his mind, and nodded as he replied, "I'll take care of this matter."
"Well, okay." Vivian nodded as she continued, "Also, I saw the president of the Catering Association enter that restaurant tonight. If he still insists on removing the restaurant from the rankings board after tasting its food in person, then I have a feeling that there's something wrong with him."
"Alright, go back and have a good night's sleep." Michael smiled as he looked at Vivian with a doting gaze.
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Tonis immediately regretted his words. He had just said that the grilled fish was nothing special, but he had slapped himself in the face in the blink of an eye.
A scorching sensation spread through his entire body, and for someone like him who didn't really like spicy food, it was as if he had been plunged into spicy hell.
This level of spiciness was completely different from anything he had ever tasted in the past. It was irresistible, and when paired with the delicious fish, he felt as if he were walking a fine line between heaven and hell. He was unable to control his hands as he continued to pick up the fish with his chopsticks.
His mouth and tongue no longer belonged to him, and sweat was gushing out of his body like water pillars. Aside from the scorching sensation, there was also a sense of contentment.
Tonis could already sense the mocking smiles on the faces of the other customers, but he didn't have the energy to pay them any heed. The most important thing right now was to use the delicious fish to suppress the scorching sensation.
They could pretend that the first few dishes weren't delicious, but there shouldn't be any way to explain their current behavior, right?
All of the customers looked on at the two of them who were enjoying the grilled fish amid the scorching heat, and all of them wore smiles on their faces. Perhaps only Mr. Mak could cook such a delectable dish.
If they still want to maintain some semblance of dignity, then they'll probably reinstate Amy's onto the rankings board, right? Meg thought to himself as he looked on at the two of them who were enjoying the dish.
"Mr. Mak, right? You really are a genius, a genius among chefs. " When they were paying the bill, Warren, whose clothes were completely drenched in sweat, looked at Meg with a smile, and his eyes were filled with admiration.
"You're too kind, President Warren. To be honest, I wish I could be a genius as well," Meg replied with a smile.
"Perhaps you will be." Warren nodded as he placed the money on the table and turned to leave.
"Ma Meng … This fish! It's too spicy! "Tonis pointed at his completely swollen mouth as he hurriedly left with Warren.
"What a sly old fox." Meg narrowed his eyes as he turned around and entered the kitchen. This guy didn't mention a single word about whether or not he would reinstate Amy's onto the rankings board.
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At nine o 'clock in the evening, Meg politely declined the customers' requests for dinner with a smile on his face. He then turned off the lights on the billboard outside and prepared to close for the day.
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