"Yue Guan, it's your turn."
Lin Feng's lazy voice—like the sound of salvation to a man on the verge of emotional collapse—pulled Chrysanthemum Douluo back from the edge.
Right!
It's finally my turn!
Chrysanthemum Douluo abruptly pushed away Ghost Douluo, who was still trembling with excitement. He took a deep breath, forcing down the surging jealousy and endless regret in his heart.
So what if it's just an 80,000-year Spirit Bone?
What's so great about that?!
My Martial Spirit is the Qi Rong Tong Tian Chrysanthemum! An Immortal Herb incarnation!
That Immortal Herb is worth far more than some measly Spirit Bone!
Yesterday, he had been foolish. He had courted disaster. He had missed his opportunity.
But it didn't matter.
As long as he ate obediently and drew his prizes honestly from now on, Senior would definitely reward him with that Immortal Herb.
Yes. Yes, it must be so!
After a round of self-comfort, Chrysanthemum Douluo finally managed to steady his emotions.
He straightened his robes—wrinkled by Ghost Douluo's earlier excitement—restored his dignified Titled Douluo bearing, and stepped toward the counter with refined elegance.
His heart was bleeding, but his face remained expressionless.
This was Yue Guan's final pride!
"Senior, it's my turn."
He retrieved a bag of gold coins from his spirit tool and placed it carefully on the counter.
A full nine thousand gold coins.
Buying a salad for nine thousand gold coins—if someone told him this yesterday, he wouldn't have believed it even if they beat him to death.
But now?
Now he thought… it was completely worth it!
Lin Feng glanced at the bag, expression unreadable.
System, draw.
"Consumption: 9000 gold coins."
The System's female voice chimed in Lin Feng's mind, dripping with schadenfreude.
"System evaluation: This 'Chrysanthemum' leek is rather well-behaved today. Unfortunately, his name remains on the observation list. Reward level greatly decreased."
"Random Reward: An 'Everlasting Yue Guan's Sigh' Handkerchief."
"Host Reward: 900 gourmet points."
Lin Feng almost burst out laughing.
Yue Guan's Sigh?
An everlasting handkerchief?
This cursed System was too wicked!
Suppressing his laughter, he raised his eyes to look at Chrysanthemum Douluo, who was watching him with fiery anticipation.
That beautifully handsome face practically screamed: Give me the Immortal Herb! Give it now!
Lin Feng cleared his throat, pretending to be serious.
"Your reward…"
He intentionally prolonged his words, enjoying Yue Guan's breathless nervousness.
"...is 'Yue Guan's Sigh.'"
Yue Guan's Sigh?
Chrysanthemum Douluo froze.
What was that? An Immortal Herb? A Spirit Bone?
Why did it have his name on it?
But based on the name alone—it sounded so poetic, so mysterious, so elegant!
His heartbeat quickened. Could it be… happiness arriving too suddenly?
Even Ghost Douluo and the Golden Generation perked up, their eyes shining.
Under everyone's expectant gaze, Lin Feng flicked his right hand.
There was no earth-shattering phenomenon.
No blinding radiance.
Only a soft moonlight that condensed on the counter.
Then—flutter—a neatly folded silk handkerchief drifted down.
The handkerchief was pure white, woven from unknown threads, warm and smooth as jade.
In the corner, a lifelike chrysanthemum was embroidered in gold thread. Next to it, two elegant characters: Yue Guan.
The entire restaurant fell into dead silence.
Everyone stared at the handkerchief.
Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan widened their eyes until they looked like three stunned goldfish.
Ghost Douluo was also dumbfounded.
He touched the handkerchief, then looked at his 80,000-year Spirit Bone… then back at the handkerchief.
His expression said everything.
The anticipation in Chrysanthemum Douluo's eyes slowly faded, replaced by bewilderment… confusion… disbelief.
He picked up the handkerchief with trembling hands.
It felt cool, silky, and carried a faint refreshing fragrance.
It was indeed a fine handkerchief.
A luxurious, top-grade handkerchief that matched his aesthetic perfectly.
But…
I wanted an Immortal Herb!
Who the hell wants a handkerchief?!
"S-Senior…" Chrysanthemum Douluo's voice shook. "This… what does this mean?"
Lin Feng suppressed his laugh and explained solemnly:
"This item is called Yue Guan's Sigh. It is a wondrous tool."
"It is everlasting, can never be dirtied, and is most suitable for…"
Lin Feng paused, looking at him with gentle pity.
"…wiping tears of sorrow."
PFFT!
Yan exploded with laughter on the spot.
"YAN!"
Xie Yue and Hu Liena reacted instantly—one elbow to the left, one to the right.
Yan nearly suffocated, covering his mouth, shoulders shaking violently.
Hu Liena turned away to "admire the scenery," but anyone could see she was trembling from laughter.
"Wiping… tears of sorrow…?"
Chrysanthemum Douluo murmured, feeling his worldview collapse.
Yesterday, he had the Qi Rong Tong Tian Chrysanthemum.
Today, Ghost Douluo had the Hell Ghost Shadow Left Arm Bone.
And he… got a tear-wiping handkerchief?!
Was this shrimp and pork heart?!
At that moment, Ghost Douluo tugged on the handkerchief curiously—and despite his Titled Douluo strength, couldn't leave a single wrinkle.
"In a sense, this handkerchief is remarkable," Ghost Douluo said sincerely.
"According to Senior, it's fireproof, waterproof, and blade-resistant! It might even serve as a shield in a pinch!"
He patted Yue Guan's shoulder with great enthusiasm.
That pat shattered the last piece of Yue Guan's dignity.
"Waaah—!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo burst into tears on the spot.
A Level 95 Titled Douluo, an Elder of Spirit Hall… crying like a wronged child.
And while crying, he instinctively used the new handkerchief.
And—damn—it worked well.
High absorbency, no stains, and still pristine.
The Golden Generation stared.
Ghost Douluo stared.
Even Lin Feng's eyelid twitched. He hadn't expected this much emotional damage.
He actually felt… a little bad.
So Lin Feng decided to say something.
"Ahem."
Everyone instantly turned toward him.
Even Chrysanthemum Douluo abruptly stifled his sobs, raising his tear-stained face with desperate hope.
Could it be… Senior was moved by his sincerity?
Was he finally going to return the Immortal Herb?!
A spark of hope reignited in his heart—
Until Lin Feng's next words extinguished it like ice water poured over his soul.
"By the way, let me remind you… the reason your reward is so poor is because you're still on the observation list."
"Before your observation period ends, every draw you make will be downgraded."