Miraculous Princess's
Ch. 7 - Owner of Lao Bao Restaurant
Actually, the division of the floor in Lao Bao Restaurant is very simple ‘lah. The first floor was filled by ordinary people who wanted to try good food without having to buy in large quantities. The second floor was usually filled with influential people or wealthy nobles. And the highest floor or third floor is filled only by unique token holders who are only provided as many as ten and are only valid in a decade.
What is clear is that the token holders are people with wealth, power and power who are in a very different world. One of them was King Zhijiu, he was one of the owners of the token. A king with no less wealth than his brother, the Emperor.
In addition, the waiters who serve customers are also not like the waiters in restaurants in general. Here, the servants who worked had quite a high cultivation level. Especially the weakest of which is the waiter who is in the realm of foundation stabilization, the waiter will be given the task to serve customers who are on the first floor.
Somewhere, on the highest floor of Lao Bao Restaurant.
The smell of peaches filled the room which had a crystal lamp as its only light. But it was more than enough to illuminate the room as a whole. The light showed the luxurious atmosphere of the room. The dominating golden-yellow color adorned half the walls, while its sparkling floor was made of jade.
It appeared to be a grown man in a night-blue velvet robe protecting his shoulders. He sat gracefully on a wooden chair while reading a thick book that looked ancient. Blazing red hair dangled until it covered his nape. The emerald green iris highlighted the flatness of the book. As well as the perfect facial bones can show the elegant impression of the man.
There was a knock on the door from outside. The man turned his head, his firm jaw rising and falling several times. “Come.”
Seemed a man with a respectful look bowed and reported. “Report to Sir, Young Master Yun and Mr Ye have arrived and are now on the second floor.”
“Say more clearly,” the man glanced indifferently.
“But the people from Heaven’s Star Academy tried to provoke them. Do I have to stop them?” Flat reply.
The man knows himself, he is the personal servant of his Master, therefore he must show a firm and respectful attitude when talking to his master. But when he heard his Master chuckle for no reason that he did not know, he could not help but bow.
“They really dared to provoke the boy, Yun Liangfan. This master did not know his true identity, but it seemed like he was at a cultivation level not far from his teacher, Ye Chao.”
The servant felt a trace of awe from within his heart when he heard the two syllables names known as legends by many cultivators in the Liuxing Continent. Ye Chao, the first man to achieve controlling nature at the age of 30. But who is that young man? Which level of cultivation was equivalent to the strongest person of the Liuxing Continent? The young man was not yet 20 years old. Genius or monster?
“No, maybe even the youth's cultivation level is more than that.” The Master stroked his chin while revealing a smile.
Legendary genius!
Heaven disciple!
In those few sentences, the servant was dumbfounded. He began to pronounce the name well, the name of the person he should at least provoke at all. He reminded himself not to bother the young man at all.
“After this Master will come down. Please arrange them for a while,”
“Good.”
• • •
The atmosphere is getting tense. The atmosphere has dropped a few degrees from before. But it seemed that the two men remained stubborn in order not to heed the rude requests of the rich young men.
Initially, they felt trepidation at the frozen gaze sent by the young man with the mask to no end. They did not know what other cold expression awaited behind the mask of the young man. Perhaps if he saw it, the sepelompo would fall to its knees.
Another case with the tense atmosphere that was at the table. It seemed that Rong Muxiu remained calm and looked at the window, it caught Rong Huang's attention to find out.
“I have nothing to fear because there is a strong and courageous older cousin who will always protect me.” Instantly Rong Huang's gaze became cynical.
“Heh, so confident. What if I don't protect you at all?” Rong Huang propped up his chin looking at Rong Muxiu who was grabbing a glass of water.
“Hm? I will leave here any way, although I will create new problems for myself.” He glanced at the lazy Rong Huang. “I also do not care much about the fight, anyway I will not get money by watching or participating in their match at all.”
“Unbelievable,” Rong Huang shook his head inexhaustibly.
The girl before him was overconfident. Sometimes, whenever he recalled the rumors that were circulating, he would reconfirm and overall it was caused by Rong Muxiu.
“Thank you.”
Situations not far from where they are. Getting hotter and colder. Hot because of the intimidation gaze of the noble group when they were directly faced with the masked young man.
But the old man appeared not interested in the provocation or the fight that was about to start at all. But once he glanced at the table where Rong Muxiu was, when he looked at Rong Muxiu who only yawned lazily when he sat down with him. She smiles.
“Hei, Huang jiejie's. I felt like a strange old man was staring at me. What do you think I should do?”
“Means?”
Rong Muxiu pointed at the strange old man who was staring at him with sparkling eyes, “That, is it surprising right?”
“Eh .. ah, I agree.”
A group of noble youths were integrating qi into his body. Making the air fluctuate became fast, but it was not enough to make the masked young man anxious. He kept waiting quietly without even looking at them in the slightest.
“You're acting pretty cool by wearing that mask?! You think that way you can cover your identity, huh?! So we can't find you when we want to beat you up?!”
“Really! Take off your mask and do kowtow in front of us!”
The masked young man looked up staring flatly. Because they ‘lah him and the old man across there do not get food. Because he's ‘lah he can't sit quietly.
“Enyah,” repeat, the wind that was roaring was stopped in one flick.
But the group still did not accept the reply of the masked young man. They also tried to snap at him by pounding and flipping the table used by ‘nya. Because basically there are 2 tables that are placed in conjunction here. So even though he messed up the table that the masked young man occupied, it had absolutely no effect on the old man's desk.
Instead of feeling anxious or angry, the old man strangely smiled. But no one noticed the smile at all.
When the table was slammed by them. Suddenly they felt that their hands had been pierced by thousands of tables that were as heavy as the ones they slammed before. Then they fell to their knees. Then they looked up, and they found that the young man was staring at them intensely. After standing up from his chair, the young man seemed to want to give a lesson to this group of disrespectful teenagers.
“Stop!”
[To Be Continued]
