The Deterrence of a Single Chopstick!

Lin Feng's face darkened. As the Young Master of the Lin Family, he had always gotten whatever he wanted in Qingfeng City. When had anyone ever dared to embarrass him like this, especially in front of an ordinary-looking old man and two half-grown children?

His gaze fell upon Tang San and Xiao Wu once more, this time with scrutiny in his eyes.

Tang San had an extraordinary bearing, but his Soul Power Fluctuation did not seem strong. What Lin Feng did not know was that Tang San had deliberately concealed it. Xiao Wu looked even more innocent and carefree, as though she had no background at all.

"I'm Lin Feng of the Lin Family." Lin Feng stepped forward, his tone carrying a hint of condescension. "These roasted meats are of some use to me. Why not do me a favor and give them to me? I can pay you double what you spent."

He felt he had already shown them plenty of respect.

Xiao Wu had her mouth stuffed with meat and spoke indistinctly, "No! We got here first! And we aren't full yet!"

Tang San wiped his mouth and looked up. His black eyes, especially deep beneath the night sky, calmly settled on Lin Feng. "We don't lack money. We're eating this roasted meat today. What can you do about it?"

"Bastard!"

"This is Lin Family territory! How dare you be so arrogant!"

Lin Feng was furious upon hearing that.

His eyes turned cold, and the followers behind him cracked their knuckles, looking ready to strike at the slightest disagreement.

Seeing trouble brewing, the nearby diners and passersby hurriedly moved aside, afraid of being caught in the crossfire.

"Brat, don't refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit! Do you know what the Lin Family means in Qingfeng City?" the follower shouted again.

At that moment, Old Zhang, who had remained silent the entire time, suddenly sighed and said to Lin Feng, "Young Master Lin, forcing a purchase is not the act of a gentleman. Besides, these two Little Guests are likely not people you can easily bully."

Lin Feng froze for a moment and carefully sensed Tang San and Xiao Wu's aura again, yet still found nothing unusual.

He sneered. "Old Zhang, are you trying to scare me? With them?"

Old Zhang shook his head and said no more, merely handing the freshly grilled meat skewers to Xiao Wu.

Lin Feng felt unable to save face, especially before so many subordinates and passersby.

With a cold snort, his Soul Power stirred slightly. Two yellow and one purple Soul Rings rose beneath his feet, and the oppressive aura of a Soul Elder swept toward Tang San and Xiao Wu, intending to intimidate them.

"If you know what's good for you, then right now..."

Before he could finish, Tang San, who had been bent over his food, suddenly raised his head. A trace of impatience flashed through his deep violet eyes. He casually picked up a used bamboo skewer and flicked it lightly toward Lin Feng without even looking.

Whoosh!!

That ordinary bamboo skewer let out a piercing whistle through the air under Tang San's seemingly casual flick, which actually contained immense force. Like an arrow fired from a powerful crossbow, it instantly crossed several meters and grazed past Lin Feng's ear with perfect accuracy.

With a thud, it sank deeply into the wooden pillar of the shop behind him, its end still trembling slightly.

The entire sequence had been as swift as lightning. By the time Lin Feng reacted, he only felt a searing pain beside his ear. A lock of hair had been sliced away and slowly drifted down.

He stood frozen in place, the arrogance on his face instantly turning to horror as Cold Sweat broke out all over him.

He could tell that if that bamboo skewer had been just a little higher, his head would likely have been pierced through!

And the one who had acted was that Youth!

His strength and control were absolutely far beyond Lin Feng, a Soul Elder!

His followers were also utterly dumbfounded. Each of them fell silent as cicadas in winter, not daring to make another sound.

Xiao Wu pursed her lips and muttered, "So noisy. You're ruining my meal."

After saying that, she picked up another skewer of roasted meat and continued eating, as though she had merely swatted away an annoying fly.

Tang San had not even lifted an eyelid from beginning to end. He leisurely ate the meat skewer in his hand as though none of this had anything to do with him.

Lin Feng's face alternated between green and white. No matter how foolish he was, he understood that he had run into someone he could not afford to provoke today.

These two children definitely had extraordinary origins!

This time, it seemed to be merely a warning.

If he kept refusing to take the hint and continued pushing his luck, that chopstick would pierce straight through his body and kill him on the spot.

There was no way these two could be unaware of the Lin Family. Yet even after learning who he was, they remained completely calm. Their backgrounds had to be extraordinary.

At once, he recalled his father's words. The world was vast and full of hidden masters. Never casually offend those of unknown origin. If they were merely pigs, that was one thing, but if he truly provoked a real dragon, the little Lin Family would be finished.

"It was my fault for failing to recognize your greatness and offending you both. Please forgive me!" Lin Feng could bend when necessary. He immediately cupped his fists in salute, his tone becoming incomparably respectful. "We'll leave now. Right now!"

After saying that, he did not dare linger for even another second. Taking his silent, terrified followers with him, he quickly slunk away without daring to look back.

The onlookers around them were also stunned. Their gazes toward Tang San and Xiao Wu were filled with awe and curiosity.

Watching this, a faint smile flashed through Old Zhang's cloudy eyes. He said to Tang San and Xiao Wu, "Please enjoy."

With the trouble resolved, Xiao Wu's mood improved further. She gave Old Zhang a sweet smile. "Grandpa, your roasted meat is delicious! Give us another twenty skewers!"

"Coming right up!" Old Zhang answered cheerfully.

Tang San looked at Xiao Wu's carefree expression, then at the bamboo skewer deeply embedded in the wooden pillar, and helplessly shook his head.

Still, this was good. It spared them a great deal of pointless arguing.

Then, he gave the old man selling roasted meat a deep look.

Judging from his expression and conduct just now,

Tang San became even more certain that Old Zhang was Not Simple. He seemed to have recognized their unusual nature long ago.

This minor incident added a ripple to an otherwise peaceful night. It also made Tang San realize that even after leaving Nuoding City, the outside world was still full of all sorts of unexpected people and events.

And perhaps this was part of the "journey" his father had wanted him to experience.

He pondered as he sampled the roasted meat that contained special energy.

The Lin Family of Qingfeng City... perhaps he could look into this family, as well as information about Fengming Mountain and the Mutated Wind Antelope.

Perhaps there would be some unexpected discovery within it, making their journey a little more "interesting."

The night deepened, and the fragrance from the Barbecue Stall continued to drift through the air. But for Tang San and Xiao Wu, this night in Qingfeng City was destined to be about more than just food.

Lin Feng led his followers away from that street as though fleeing for their lives. Only after turning several corners and confirming that the terrifying Youth and Maiden had not followed did they dare stop. One by one, they leaned against the walls and gasped for breath, their faces still filled with lingering terror.

"Young... Young Master, that... that brat..." one follower stammered. Recalling the bamboo skewer that had grazed Lin Feng's ear and sunk deeply into the wooden pillar, he still felt chills in his heart.

That speed, that precision, that penetrating power—none of it was something an ordinary Youth could possess!

Lin Feng's face was livid. He touched the edge of his ear, which still burned painfully, and felt the severed strands of hair. Humiliation and lingering fear surged within him.

As the Young Master of the Lin Family, when had he ever suffered such disgrace?

But even more than that, there was a trembling that came from the depths of his soul.