Lin Feng paused slightly, letting the words sink in.
"As for your work," he went on, "you only need to cook for me. That is all. Breakfast and dinner… nothing more. The rest of your time is yours to use as you see fit. Study, train, rest, or return to your world… it is entirely your choice."
Her mind was racing.
She had fought countless battles, faced armies alone, and survived impossible odds but this arrangement… this calm, almost mundane request from someone who had just saved her world made her pulse quicken in a different way.
She was both relieved and cautious.
Lin Feng gave her a brief, knowing smile before adding, "By the way… I do not believe I have your name yet."
She straightened instinctively, her voice steady despite the whirlwind of emotions inside her. "Emery. My name is Emery, Master Lin Feng."
Lin Feng inclined his head once, as if committing her name to memory, his expression calm but unreadable.
