Fang Lin remained silent, and Han Yinyue didn't speak either, looking at Fang Lin with a somewhat expectant gaze, fearing any words from him that might disappoint her.
Eventually, Fang Lin spoke: "Sister Han, are you acting out of desperation?"
Startled, Han Yinyue immediately let out a bitter smile.
"Consider me desperate," Han Yinyue said, her voice tinged with bitterness.
Fang Lin sighed, this sigh made Han Yinyue's heart tighten at once.
"Sister Han, it's not that I don't want to help you. But in this vast Qian Country, no one can cure your sister's eyesight. I'm afraid I'm powerless too," Fang Lin said solemnly.
Han Yinyue's hand clenched slightly, "Is there really no way? You have received guidance from a master of the Alchemy Tao, unlike others, perhaps there is a way, but you just haven't thought of it yet."
