I started as an exile, and I relied on space to support my family of loyal heroes.

Lin Yiran's calm voice came over.

"Don't let your imagination run wild. Breathe faster. Even gods can't save you..."

When Lin Yiran walked to the table, she heard Ma Chengye's heartbeat suddenly become violent and sighed helplessly.

Ma Chengye is still too young after all, and a little impatient.

Yes, at the age of only 14, Ma Chengye has achieved this level, which has surpassed most of his peers.

Ma Chengye was slightly stunned, and the thought that had just come to his mind was instantly suppressed.

He knelt on the ground, looking at Lin Yiran in confusion.

"Thank you for your concern, Master..."

Ma Chengye frowned, not quite understanding what Lin Yiran meant.

He watched Lin Yiran stop by the table and not leave the room, and his heart finally settled down.

Lin Yiran picked up the teacup and poured half a cup of water into it.

The moment she put down the teapot, a fluorescent pill that could inflict immunity to all poisons appeared in her palm.

Lin Yiran pulled out the sharp dagger from her waist, and gently scraped a little bit of the pill with the tip of the dagger.

"Ding-Dang~ Ding-Ding~"

Lin Yiran swung the tip of the dagger in the water cup twice. The dagger hit the wall of the cup and made a crisp sound.

The almost undamaged elixir of immunity to all poisons was casually put into the space by Lin Yiran.

Hundreds of thousands of people in the city took two pills of immunity to all poisons. Ma Chengye was alone, so just a little bit of the surface of the pills was enough.

In fact, if Ma Chengye's health could hold on, he could go to Shiquan City with Ma Ximing and drink some well water there, which would help alleviate his condition.

It’s a pity that Ma Chengye’s body couldn’t withstand such a long period of shaking.

Lin Yiran held a half-cup of water and walked to Ma Chengye.

"Come, drink it, and you will be mine from now on..."

Lin Yiran put the water cup in front of Ma Chengye with an expressionless face.

Ma Chengye looked at Lin Yiran in a daze, lowered his eyes to look at the teacup in front of him, and reached out to take the teacup without hesitation.

After hearing what Lin Yiran said, any normal person would feel as if there was poison in the teacup.

But he knew that Lin Yiran would not do such a thing.

"Yes, thank you for the reward, Master!"

Ma Chengye thanked him, raised his head and drank the water in the cup in one breath.

Lin Yiran raised her eyebrows and looked at Ma Chengye's decisive look, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

Good boy, you are not afraid at all.

She just said this on purpose, just to scare him.

This kid was great. He drank it in one gulp without any hesitation.

Ma Chengye put down the teacup, took a sip of the water from his lips, looking as if he was still unsatisfied.

After drinking half a glass of water, Ma Chengye clearly felt a lot more relaxed.

The previously blocked areas in the body seemed to be unblocked instantly.

This feeling of physical relief is so refreshing.

Ma Chengye looked at Lin Yiran with bright eyes, and put down his teacup excitedly. Kuku kowtowed.

"Thank you for your mercy, Master. I will follow you through thick and thin..."

He knew that Lin Yiran would not give him water for no reason. It turned out that there was an elixir in the water.

All the chronic illnesses in his body disappeared in an instant.

Apart from magic medicine, is there any other medicine that can have this effect?

Lin Yiran frowned slightly when she heard the word "slave".

Lin Changshou also called her "master" every day, but never said the word "servant".

It’s okay to acknowledge the master, but you don’t have to keep calling yourself a “slave”.

"From now on, just call me master, and don't use the word slave."

Lin Yiran glanced at Ma Chengye indifferently.

The cry of "slave" bent my spine.

What she wants is the loyalty of these people, not the bending of their spines.

Ma Chengye looked at Lin Yiran with excited eyes shining, and kowtowed heavily.

"Ma Chengye, thank you for your kindness, Master..."

It really makes sense that the master can be the mother of the world.

This kind of vision and bearing are not something that every superior can possess.

Since ancient times, those in power have all disliked the feeling of being superior and would wish that people around them would bow down to them.

The master he recognized would not trample on the backbone of his subordinates.

Lin Yiran took a deep breath and looked at the dark head outside the house through the paper window.

"Get up! Don't be so weak in the knees next time."

Lin Yiran glanced at Ma Chengye and walked out.

"Let's eat. I'm hungry!"

As soon as Lin Yiran finished speaking, she had already walked to the door.

With a "creaky" sound, Lin Yiran opened the door and walked out.