Adrian refused to give up on this only chance, so he followed Lacey into the house.

Lacey tidied up the log cabin. It looked like she was not planning on staying. Her purpose in coming here today was to tidy up the place. In the future, she would only come here sparingly.

Adrian asked, “Your surname is Yellen, so that means you’re from Navia, right? Since you’re a fellow Navien, why won’t you help me?”

Lacey paused for a moment. She was a Navien but had stayed in Bortuguesa for a very long time. On top of that, she had started a clinic of her own and was loved by the locals. She said, “I’m not obligated to help you. Do you think that you’re allowed to belittle me just because I’m a Navien?”

“But I’m a Navien too,” replied Adrian.

While Lacey cleaned up the place, she said nonchalantly, “I know that but so what? The woman’s illness has already reached a critical stage. She can’t be cured. Even if my mentor were still alive, he wouldn’t be able to cure her either.”

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