"Am I going to die…Am I going to die…"
The old servant broke out in a cold sweat, and his shirt was soaked from the inside out.
"Look at how nervous you are. It's just a bad word about the boss. What's the big deal? Are you worried that you'll be fired? "Don't worry, I'll keep it a secret. I won't say a word." Lin Qing Yi was speechless, wondering why this chef was so timid.
"I didn't say anything. I didn't say anything. I didn't hear anything either. Miss Lin, please enjoy your lunch…" As the old servant spoke, he bowed respectfully again and left the hall.
"Hey, aren't you going to eat? Chef?" Lin Qing Yi blinked her eyes, feeling confused.
However, her attention was quickly attracted by the delicious food in front of her.
Such exquisite food, yet it was still warm.
What she did not know was that at this moment, the old servant, who was drenched in cold sweat, was pushing a huge frozen trash can outside the courtyard and cleaning it in fear.
The freezer was filled with exquisite food.
No one had taken a bite, and the old servant didn't know when Lin Qing Yi would wake up. Every hour, he would make a meal. When it was cold, he would throw it away and then redo it.
That was why Lin Qing Yi had described it as a coincidence.
Actually, it was not a coincidence at all.
The old servant didn't waste any time and pushed the freezer and trash can all the way to the entrance of a hole in the ground.
"Hua hua hua"
Thousands of bats flew out of the cave. Because the cave entrance was too small, they could not get out for a while.
The old servant finally revealed a smile. I really missed you guys. Don't worry, don't worry. You must be hungry. I got someone to send over a few trucks of fat cattle. I'll feed you guys."
The fat cow was not a cow, but a frog.
A long time ago, the old servant was in charge of raising these bats. After he left, Luo Xuan let the bats look for food on their own. He would only feed them once every two to three weeks.
The old servant looked at the blood-red bat king in front of him and was pleasantly surprised."Little bat…You've grown so big!"
The bat king stared at him coldly, its blood-red eyes emitting a cold light.
With a dive, a bloody line appeared on the old servant's neck.
The line of blood was not deep, and it was only a little cut. It was not enough to cause fatal damage to the old servant.
Little bat?
Humph.
Only its master could call it that. Others, even the servants who had been raising them, could not.
The old servant took three steps back and broke out in a cold sweat. He quickly bowed and said,"I was rude…"
Who was he? He was the number one chef in China. Even if he was a leader, he had to treat him with courtesy. Those rich and powerful people who reeked of money would beg him for a few months before he would help them once and give them some face.
Countless big stars came just for a meal, but even if they cried for their parents, he would not show mercy.
Such a person lived like a dog in this ancient castle.
But even so, he was willing and very willing.
All so that he could be closer to his master.
He pulled his tie up to cover the blood line.
The old servant returned to the castle, walked through the gallery, and looked at the famous paintings on the wall that seemed to have disappeared. He sighed and said,"Looks like I have to buy some more. Master likes old paintings with a historical aura…"
Ring, ring, ring…
The old-fashioned landline phone in the living room that hadn't rang for decades rang.
The old servant picked up the phone, and his expression instantly darkened."How dare you disturb Master's rest during the day? Are you courting death?”
In the western part of America, there was only one person in a heavily guarded European-style manor room. The Hydra subordinates outside could not believe it. Their commander was explaining in a low voice like a dog,"Butler, cough cough…I have something very important to discuss with Master…It was really important…Please inform Master."
The old servant sneered." You know the rules. No matter how big the matter is, you can't disturb Master's rest. I'll pass on your call to Master. Wait a moment. It'll be soon."”
The white-haired old man on the hospital bed coughed up another mouthful of blood. He could not hold on for more than a few days. He did not know if he would die tomorrow.
Last time, the old servant said that it would be soon, but he had waited for five years before he received a call from his master.
This time, he did not have time to wait.
"Butler…It was a clue about the ring…Cough…"
"Is someone monitoring you?" The old servant's expression changed.”
"I swear on my life that there is no one here. This is my secret residence, and everyone here is mine. No outsiders know that I am here.”The white-haired elder swore.
The old servant also knew the importance of the matter and nodded. He would reject some trivial matters, but this time it was not a trivial matter."Master is resting. I'll be guarding the door. When Master wakes up, I'll tell him to wait for the contact.”
"Alright... Sorry to trouble you, butler…Cough…" the white-haired elder replied.
" Hmph, I'm warning you again. If there's a mistake or if the information is inaccurate, you know the consequences." After the old servant finished speaking, he hung up without waiting for the other party to reply.
He didn't ask for clues about the ring. That wasn't something he should know.
After hanging up the phone, the old servant bowed to the portraits around the living room and walked quietly to the basement.
He stopped at the door and waited with his eyes closed like a statue.
Many years ago, he would guard the basement door punctually at dusk every day. His master did not ask him to do so. It was his own decision.
It didn't matter if he stood there for an hour or two.
It didn't matter even if his master didn't even look at him after he woke up.
All he needed to do was to stand in front of his master at the first moment when his master gave another order.
That was all.
The old servant really missed this feeling. Although he was old now and his waist hurt from standing for a long time, he still enjoyed it.
Until…
"Chef, where are you? Let me ask you something. What should I do with the leftover food? "The fridge in the kitchen doesn't seem to be able to fit all of them," Lin Qing Yi asked after she finished washing her cutlery.
The portrait of the man with black wings stuffed cotton balls into his ears.
The other portraits were the same.
The old servant's recollection was interrupted and he walked out.""Miss Lin, please leave this to me. You can go and do your own things."
Lin Qing Yi smiled and said,"It must be troublesome to clean up. I'll help you."
The old servant hurriedly waved his hand." No need, no need. This is my duty. Please don't interfere, Miss Lin."
"Uh... Alright then…I've already washed my cutlery. I'll have to trouble you then. I'm really sorry…" Lin Qing Yi also bowed like the old servant.
The old servant avoided her without batting an eyelid. He couldn't accept the Mistress 'bow. It would kill him.
Then, he went to the kitchen and looked at the washed dishes. He threw them into another trash can.
Cutleries, food, and even tablecloths.
They were all one-time use…He didn't need to wash it. He just threw it away and replaced it with a new one.
As for the table…He did not dare to throw it away, nor was he willing to throw it away…That thing was an antique.
Master liked it very much.
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