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"Alright, this restaurant looks pretty good. Let's wait here for Brother Bai to come back!" After walking a short distance, Ling Mo Xie pointed to an elegantly decorated restaurant by the street and said to Hong Chi.
Holding a osmanthus cake in his left hand and a candied hawthorn in his right, Hong Chi looked up at the restaurant when he heard Ling Mo Xie's words. A glimmer of excitement flashed in his round eyes as he said, "Great! Great! Brother Bai might take some time to return, so let's order something to eat!"
Ling Mo Xie's forehead twitched with annoyance. Ever since Dongfang Siyu had taken little Chi around to eat everywhere, he had turned into quite the little foodie!
"I wonder if your stomach can handle it?" Ling Mo Xie glanced at Hong Chi with a helpless tone.
Hong Chi immediately tugged at Ling Mo Xie's sleeve, shaking it repeatedly while acting cute: "Brother Mo Xie, please! It's almost noon; aren't you hungry?"
"Alright! Alright!" Ling Mo Xie helplessly patted little Chi's head and led him toward the restaurant. However, he suddenly heard a commotion coming from the second floor. Ling Mo Xie's brow furrowed; what was going on? Could they run into trouble just trying to have a meal?
"It sounds like there's an argument! Brother Mo Xie, let's go check it out!" Hong Chi's eyes sparkled with excitement as he turned to Ling Mo Xie and dashed up the stairs.
"Hey, you..." Ling Mo Xie chuckled bitterly. This kid seemed to thrive on chaos! With Hong Chi already up there, Ling Mo Xie could only quicken his pace to follow.
The second floor was already crowded with people, and even the stairs were filled with onlookers. Ling Mo Xie squeezed through the crowd with difficulty until he finally reached the front where Hong Chi was.
He hurried over and patted little Chi's head, looking at the group of people gathered in the center. He asked little Chi, "What happened?"
With a mouthful of candied hawthorn, little Chi mumbled indistinctly, "I heard that guy in black took the seat right by the window, and that seat is usually reserved for that flashy-looking brother next to him."
Ling Mo Xie glanced at the two individuals. One had a cold expression, dressed in a long black robe, with eyes as dark as ink and a hint of a bloodthirsty smile on his lips. He was speaking to someone across from him who clearly looked like a Young Master: "Kid, you'd better get lost before I lose my temper; don't cause any trouble."
The Black-Clad Youth exuded an imposing aura, a chilling presence that made the Elegant Robed Youth feel somewhat intimidated.
However, the Elegant Robed Youth glanced at the girl beside him, dressed in a colorful skirt and displaying an impatient expression as she fanned herself with her hand. Straightening his posture, he turned to the Black-Clad Youth and said, "Who is causing trouble? This has always been my spot; who doesn’t know this in Blazing City? You, an outsider..."
A flicker of annoyance crossed the Black-Clad Youth's face as he activated his Spiritual Energy, preparing to take action.
"What... what are you doing? Let me tell you! I am from the Zheng Family in Blazing City; do you dare to make a move?" The Elegant Robed Youth took a step back in fear upon seeing the Black-Clad Youth's actions and spoke to him.
The Elegant Robed Youth was not foolish; he could tell that the Black-Clad Youth was quite skilled and not someone he could contend with. He regretted not bringing his Guards today for his date with Zhang Yun'er.
"Zheng Family?" Hong Chi paused mid-bite of his candied hawthorn, looking up at Ling Mo Xie. "Brother Mo Xie, he says he's from the Zheng Family!" Then, with a mischievous glint in his eyes, he added, "I think..."
Ling Mo Xie, however, was focused on the three individuals before him. Squinting slightly, he whispered, "Compared to that useless Zheng Family member, I'm more interested in that Black-Clad Youth!"
Ling Mo Xie had already habitually cast a Detection Skill on the three of them. Only the Black-Clad Youth seemed to notice and turned to look. Moreover, the information revealed by the Detection Skill about the Black-Clad Youth was quite extraordinary.
Name: Luo Yan
Level: 52
Faction: Evil
Skills: Yin Wind Soul Blade, Earth Dragon Black Flame, Soul Devouring Vortex, ???
In addition to Level, skills, Health Bar, etc., there was even a faction listed—Evil! After using Detection Skill on the Black-Clad Youth, Ling Mo Xie checked again on the previously examined Zheng Family member and found that a faction had appeared that hadn’t been there before—just "Righteous."
Seeing that Ling Mo Xie did not respond to him, Hong Chi pouted and turned away. He looked at Zheng Zhongtian, who clearly wanted to retreat and take Zhang Yun'er away. With a smile on his face and a cold snort, he snapped his fingers. Suddenly, flames erupted around Zhang Yun'er.
In an instant, her luxurious colorful skirt turned to ashes and scattered away. Now exposed to everyone's gaze was Zhang Yun'er’s face, which was considered somewhat pretty but now revealed an ugly body beneath it.
Thick thighs, a slightly protruding belly, and an utterly flat chest—when she wore that flowing dress, Zhang Yun'er’s breasts were indeed quite prominent!
Ling Mo Xie glanced over without hesitation, curled his lips, and sighed, "So even in the Cultivation World, there are fake breasts!"
"Ah!" Zhang Yun'er exclaimed, her previous proud demeanor completely vanished as she squatted down, panic written all over her face. Hong Chi laughed heartily, sticking out his tongue and happily licking his candied hawthorn.
"Yun... Yun'er!" Zheng Zhongtian was stunned; this woman had some "skills," and he hadn't even gotten to know her yet! However, he felt somewhat relieved now; who would have thought that beneath that decent-looking face lay such an ugly body?
The onlookers began to laugh, pointing at Zhang Yun'er.
Zhang Yun'er came from a family comparable to Zheng Zhongtian's; she was the daughter of another Big Family in the city, known for her proud and tyrannical temperament. She always pretended to be a goddess, and whenever she heard of another woman's beauty in the city, that woman would mysteriously disappear the next day.
Everyone was well aware of these matters. In the city of Chiyan, there was even a popular joke among women: "If you keep this up, I might just praise your beauty!"
Zheng Zhongtian came back to his senses and looked at Zhang Yun'er on the ground with disgust. He decided not to argue with the Black-Clad Youth; it wasn't worth it for such an ugly woman. He turned to leave. But how could Hong Chi, who was having so much fun, let him go?
With another snap of his fingers, a bright flame erupted behind Zheng Zhongtian, causing him to jump up in surprise, which only made Hong Chi laugh harder.
The Black-Clad Youth looked expressionlessly at Hong Chi beside Ling Mo Xie, confusion evident in his eyes. He felt that the fluctuation of spiritual energy was coming from that direction, but that was clearly a child. Could it be... The Black-Clad Youth raised his head to look at Ling Mo Xie.
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