The streets of Xianzhou Yaoqing were as grand as the Luofu's, bustling with people of all kinds. Busy markets with colourful shops caught your eye, followed by the never-ending chit-chatter of over-worked Healers or dozing Guards that forgot the weekend is tomorrow, not today.

However, you couldn't fully enjoy what was around you... For you had an appointment to see to right away. You had to pay a visit to a doctor, a Healer.

You were quite sick, and in dire need of a remedy. Word travelled of a Foxian Healer named Jiaoqiu that could work wonders with medicine. So, when you got the chance, you made an appointment.

Despite that, the pit in your stomach only grew. It was a childish fear, honestly, but you hated hospitals and clinics. The always empty too white walls chilled you to the bone, gave you the creeps every time...

You check your phone once again before coming to a halt. It had to be...wrong, right? The building you had stopped in front of was not a clinic nor a lab. It was a large kitchen with a seemingly enchanted inner garden, that nearly stole your breath away. The scent of spices and food allured you as you walked inside.

And inside... You were met with the "chef" himself.