Lin Yuan shook her head with amusement, "Don't tell me Master Liang doesn't know why I decided to let you go?"
Seeing his silence, Lin Yuan felt helpless and decided to make it clear, "I believe, among everyone present, only you, Master Liang, are unaware. It's quite simple, first off, I cannot complement your cooking skills; hold on, let me finish before you object. Firstly, I don't oppose you grinding plum blossoms into juice, but if you truly had superior culinary skills, you would have thought of the bitter taste of the juice and would have used some method to process it beforehand. Clearly, you didn't think of that."
Liang Shiyou licked his lips awkwardly, unable to refute this point since he indeed hadn't thought about processing the juice earlier.
Still, stubbornly, he said, "I, I was just confused for a moment; I can still cook other dishes well."