Patter, patter, patter...
The sound of the Egg-Fried Rice falling onto the table was unexpectedly heard.
Bu Fang grinned and his face darkened. He looked at the bowl of Egg-Fried Rice with a lingering fear in his heart. He finally understood why the last restaurant in the Heavenly Mist City had such a bad business.
Could this Egg-Fried Rice be eaten?
It could even kill someone.
Nangong Ming's whole body stiffened. His wretched face was actually covered with the Egg-Fried Rice spat out by Bu Fang.
A thumb-sized piece of egg was still stuck on his face and was slowly sliding down.
Finally, with a smacking sound, the piece of egg fell onto the table and emitted a clear and melodious sound.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the store became a little strange.
Bu Fang took a deep breath and dispelled the disgust in his heart.
"Your Egg-Fried Rice is completely substandard. How dare you open a restaurant with such a dish?" Bu Fang wiped the corners of his mouth and raised his head to look at Yang Meiji, who was standing in the distance.
He was extremely angry. After searching for so long, he finally found a restaurant. However, this restaurant only served him a bowl of Egg-Fried Rice that was as hard as a rock.
Where was his dignity as a restaurant?
Serving such a dish was simply a disgrace to the restaurant's reputation.
Bu Fang was extremely angry. When he spoke, his tone became much more serious.
Yang Meiji and the youth looked at Bu Fang with an odd expression. They didn't expect that Bu Fang would suddenly become so angry.
Yang Meiji could hear the dissatisfaction in Bu Fang's words. Her rough face instantly became flushed and her eyes were filled with shame.
"I..."
Bang!
Before Yang Meiji could say anything, Nangong Ming, who had just cleaned up the Egg-Fried Rice on his face, slapped the table with a disgusted expression.
This table wasn't the one in Fang Fang's Little Store. Although Nangong Ming's cultivation hadn't reached the Supreme-Being realm, he was still an eighth grade War-God. With a single slap, the table was shattered into pieces.
The Egg-Fried Rice on the table fell to the ground and scattered all over the floor.
"You brat, you actually dared to spit at me? Are you tired of living? "
Nangong Ming's eyes were filled with coldness. He stood up and looked down at Bu Fang.
As an Alchemist who had a slight obsession with cleanliness, Nangong Ming simply could not tolerate such a disgusting sight.
There was only one thought in his mind, and that was to beat up this disgusting fellow in front of him.
Daring to come to this Cloud Mist Restaurant to eat, and even daring to spit Egg Fried Rice on his face, he was simply courting death!
Yang Meiji's expression changed, and her eyes widened. When she saw that Nangong Ming was about to attack Bu Fang, she immediately shouted, "Nangong Ming, what are you doing? Stop right now! "
Its enormous body suddenly moved, and like a gust of wind, it suddenly appeared in front of Nangong Ming.
Yang Meiji's body wasn't any weaker than the burly man's. Suddenly, she released a majestic aura.
"This guest is a customer of my Cloud Mist Restaurant. If you dare to hurt him, I, Yang Meiji, will not forgive you!"
"Hmph … Yang Meiji, you are a disgrace to Great Master Xuan Bei's name. No matter what, you are Great Master Xuan Bei's disciple, and you are an outstanding Alchemist. Yet, you are hiding in an alley and opening a restaurant. Do you know what it means to open a restaurant in Heavenly Mist City? "
Nangong Ming rolled his eyes, and his gaze fell on Yang Meiji's burly body. He said disdainfully.
"It means that you are an idiot! Ever since my Nangong Family researched the Multi-Taste Fasting Pill, who would be foolish enough to open a restaurant in Heavenly Mist City like you? You are an Alchemist, yet you still can't see through this? "
Yang Meiji clenched her fists, and her eyes turned red. The flesh on her face trembled, and it seemed like she was unwilling to accept this outcome.
This was her father's business, and she had promised her father that she wouldn't let the Cloud Mist Restaurant disappear.
"Oh? So, the Multi-Taste Fasting Pill, which tastes like dog poop, was created by your family? "
Just when Nangong Ming was filled with excitement, a figure walked out from behind Yang Meiji's enormous body.
A faint voice floated out.
Yang Meiji was taken aback.
Nangong Ming and the Supreme-Being youth beside him were also taken aback.
They didn't expect that someone would use such a vulgar word to describe the Multi-Taste Fasting Pill.
That was the pride of their Nangong Family.
Nangong Ming's hair stood on end, and he glared at Bu Fang's thin figure with a sinister gaze.
This kid was really courting death. First, he sprayed Egg-Fried Rice on his face, and now, he even dared to insult the Nangong Family.
Especially the Multi-Taste Fasting Pill, which was an insult to the Nangong Family.
Did he really think that Nangong Ming wouldn't dare to kill him?
Nangong Ming took a deep breath, and he looked at Bu Fang as he said word by word, "Do you know what you are talking about?"
"The Multi-Taste Fasting Pill is a suppression of human nature, and it's a degeneration of morality. Am I wrong? How can a pill that tastes like dog poop replace the wonderful feeling of tasting delicacies? "Bu Fang said expressionlessly.
He didn't hold back, and he really didn't like the Multi-Taste Fasting Pill.
Yang Meiji looked at Nangong Ming, whose expression was becoming more and more unsightly, and she hurriedly pulled Bu Fang's sleeve.
The appearance of the Multi-Taste Fasting Pill changed the direction of the Heavenly Mist City's food industry.
Before the Multi-Taste Fasting Pill appeared, there were many restaurants in the Heavenly Mist City.
However, after the appearance of the Multi-Taste Fasting Pill, restaurants in the Heavenly Mist City closed down one after another. A single Multi-Taste Fasting Pill could satisfy one's needs for several days, and it also had a variety of flavors. With such a convenient pill, who would go to a restaurant to eat?
"Yang Meiji, an extraordinary person has come to your restaurant. This is the first time I've seen someone who dares to say such things about my Nangong Family's Multi-Taste Fasting Pill." Nangong Ming smiled, and his smile made people's hair stand on end.
The muscles on Yang Meiji's body bulged, and she took a step forward, standing in front of Bu Fang.
"Yang Meiji, you should know why I came here. Today, you must sell this restaurant, even if you don't want to. As for this kid, he must pay the price for his words, "Nangong Ming said coldly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the Supreme-Being youth, who was standing beside Nangong Ming, instantly moved.
A berserk aura burst forth from his body, and he charged toward Bu Fang.
Yang Meiji's eyes widened in anger, and the muscles on her body bulged. She took a step forward and punched the Supreme-Being youth.
"Who dares to touch a customer of my restaurant?"
Bang!
Yang Meiji, who was only an eighth grade War-God, was actually able to send a Supreme-Being flying back several steps with a single punch.
Her ferocious and valiant aura stunned Bu Fang.
Was this guy really a woman?
The Supreme-Being youth's complexion turned ashen. He was actually forced back by an eighth grade War-God, and it was simply shameful.
He was startled, and his figure flickered. He wanted to use his powerful aura to suppress Yang Meiji.
Nangong Ming sneered.
Yang Meiji and Nangong Ming were both disciples of a Three Mark Alchemist in the Heavenly Mist City, and they were both Grandmaster Xuan Bei's disciples.
However, Yang Meiji's talent was much higher than Nangong Ming's, and she was naturally valued by Grandmaster Xuan Bei.
After Yang Meiji graduated from the Alchemy Institute, she was supposed to continue studying under Grandmaster Xuan Bei. However, no one expected that she would return to her family's dilapidated store and open a restaurant that was on the verge of being eliminated.
This gave Nangong Ming an opportunity.
He had always been suppressed by Yang Meiji in the academy, and now that he had left the academy, he wanted to return all the grievances he had suffered to that foolish woman.
Didn't she care about this restaurant?
Then he would buy this restaurant and make this stupid woman homeless!
Bang!
Yang Meiji was, after all, only an eighth grade War-God. She relied on her innate divine strength to fight against the Supreme-Being youth for a while.
However, she was still sent flying, and she even crushed a table.
In an instant, the store became a mess.
The Supreme-Being youth's hair fluttered in the wind, and his gaze was ice-cold. He looked at Yang Meiji, who was lying on the ground, and revealed a sneer.
However, his sneer quickly froze.
That was because Yang Meiji had crawled up from the ground and was still standing in front of Bu Fang.
"Dear customer … I'm really sorry for letting you see such a joke. You should quickly leave. I will deal with them."
Yang Meiji said in a muffled voice.
Bu Fang looked at Nangong Ming, then at the Supreme-Being youth, who was sneering.
He then looked at Yang Meiji, who was standing in front of him.
He furrowed his brows.
The golden mantis shrimp, who was lying on his shoulder, shook its body and changed into a more comfortable sleeping position.
Bu Fang caressed Xiaopi and let out a breath.
Bang!
Yang Meiji was sent flying again, and she smashed the last table in front of her.
The Supreme-Being youth was infuriated. Or, it could be said that he was furious.
After he smashed Yang Meiji to the ground with his palm, his true energy appeared, and it transformed into a sharp blade made of true energy. He wanted to cripple this woman, who didn't have the slightest bit of strength.
Nangong Ming's gaze flickered, but he didn't stop him. The Supreme-Being youth sneered inwardly, and he became even more confident.
He wasn't afraid of a disciple abandoned by Master Xuan Bei.
In any case, he, Nangong Ming, was planning to use improper means to take over this restaurant.
The Supreme-Being youth's eyes were filled with excitement. He raised his blade made of true energy, and it seemed as though it wanted to cut through the air as it slashed toward Yang Meiji.
Nangong Ming's entire body trembled with excitement.
"Stupid woman … go to hell!"
Eh …
However, just as the blade made of true energy was about to slash Yang Meiji's neck …
All of a sudden, a patch of darkness appeared in front of the young Supreme-Being. A huge black wok filled his vision.
In his vision, the black wok became bigger and bigger.
Bang!
A muffled sound echoed, and the Supreme-Being youth felt as though he was about to ascend to the heavens. His face came into contact with the black wok, and all sorts of emotions gushed out of him.
"Did I say that the Fasting Pill is dogshit? Do you have a problem with that? "
Bu Fang calmly looked at Nangong Ming after he sent the Supreme-Being flying with the wok.
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