Xie Xie Felt Inferior—Who Was This Youth?

After the heavy bleeding, Le Fei turned his gaze toward Ling Luo.

Ling Luo said nothing and looked at Yuanen Yehui beside him.

Yuanen Yehui gave a slight nod, indicating that she was satisfied.

The materials for an entire set of Three-Word Battle Armor!

Even with the income she now earned from owning shares in the Immortal Eater Pavilion, she would still need to save for a long time without opening more branches.

What was more, she had not suffered any real losses.

On the contrary, Yue Zhengyu had been seriously injured by Ling Luo's strike.

Having received Yuanen Yehui's answer, Ling Luo nodded slightly.

Although he was not afraid of the Holy Angel Family, he certainly would not offend them to the bitter end like this.

Making too many enemies was not a wise choice.

A little extortion was enough.

The Holy Angel Family would certainly be displeased, but they would not become hostile over it.

If the two sides had any future dealings involving mutual interests, something like this would not affect much at all.

"Since Senior Le Fei is so generous, we'll let the matter concerning Yehui rest here."

At those words, the stone weighing on Le Fei's heart finally dropped.

Although he had paid dearly, the matter was still within an acceptable range.

However, Ling Luo suddenly changed the subject.

"Yehui's matter is settled, but now let's calculate another debt."

Le Fei's brows jumped.

There was more?!

"It is true that Yehui's matter has concluded, but your family's young master should also compensate my establishment for its losses, shouldn't he?"

"Senior, look at the commotion he caused. My establishment's reputation and facilities have both suffered damage. This request is not excessive, is it?"

The corner of Le Fei's mouth twitched.

What losses could there possibly be?

Before Yue Zhengyu could say anything more, Yuanen Yehui had already shut him down.

The party whose reputation had most likely been affected was not the Immortal Eater Pavilion, but his Holy Angel Family.

As for material losses—

Le Fei felt even more helpless.

Yue Zhengyu had indeed attacked Yuanen Yehui several times, but the two had not even formally exchanged blows before Yue Zhengyu was sent flying by the suddenly appearing Ling Luo.

The damage to the floor had all been caused by Ling Luo himself.

"You're right. How would Young Master Ling like to be compensated?"

After pondering for a moment, Ling Luo said:

"Compensation for the loss of public reputation, plus renovation expenses. For the Holy Angel Family's sake, I only require these two compensations."

"Mm..."

"60 Million Federal Coins should be about right."

60 million?

Fixing a floor, with no actual losses to speak of, and he wanted 60 Million Federal Coins?

Le Fei had now seen Ling Luo clearly. Young Master Ling was not easy to deal with at all.

The only reason he had seemed so mild was that he wanted to extort them!

"Agreed!"

After hesitating for a moment, Le Fei slowly replied.

Although he knew he was being cheated, Le Fei did not want to continue arguing. He only wanted today's matter to end here.

Compared to the materials for a full set of Three-Word Battle Armor that he had previously promised Yuanen Yehui, 60 Million Federal Coins was nothing.

With Yuanen Yehui's compensation coming first, Le Fei felt that 60 Million Federal Coins was already quite good.

"I'll have someone transfer it to Your Excellency's account later."

"As for that young lady's Three-Word Battle Armor, when she begins crafting it, she may come to the Holy Angel Family for reimbursement at any time."

Having obtained a satisfactory result, the coldness on Ling Luo's face vanished completely.

He took the initiative to extend his hand and smiled faintly.

"Mm, Senior is welcome to bring your family's young master to dine at the Immortal Eater Pavilion again next time."

Le Fei's eyelids twitched violently.

He forced out a smile.

"Certainly, certainly."

But his thoughts were entirely different.

Come again?

Le Fei did not want to come again.

One meal had cost him the resources for an entire set of Three-Word Battle Armor, plus 60 Million Federal Coins. Who could afford to eat like that?

After helping Yue Zhengyu up from the ground, Le Fei led him into the crowd on the street.

Seeing that the matter had come to an end, the people who had gathered outside because of the commotion gradually dispersed as well.

"How was it? Satisfied?"

Ling Luo smiled slightly at Yuanen Yehui.

"More than satisfied, boss!" Yuanen Yehui gave him a thumbs-up, her little face flushed slightly with excitement.

Although she had been extremely unhappy with Yue Zhengyu's needless provocation earlier, she had not suffered any substantial loss overall.

She had even obtained all the materials she would need for her future Three-Word Battle Armor.

Yuanen Yehui wished for more good things like this.

Still, Yuanen Yehui knew that she had only received such compensation because of her boss.

If not for Ling Luo, even if the Holy Angel Family had offered compensation, they would merely have brushed her off. There was no way they would have given her something so valuable.

And there was nothing she could do about it.

Although the Yuanen Family she had been born into was even stronger than the Holy Angel Family in terms of raw power, she had long since practically cut off contact with her own family.

She could not ask her family to stand up for her.

Most likely, she could only swallow this resentment herself.

It could not be helped. That was how important one's backing was in the Soul Master World.

Fortunately, although she had left her family, she still had her boss, Ling Luo, to support her.

"Let's go. We still haven't eaten."

Ling Luo stretched lazily.

Na'er and he had only appeared at the Immortal Eater Pavilion because this little glutton's cravings had flared up again.

They had happened to run into Yue Zhengyu attacking Yuanen Yehui.

Now that Yue Zhengyu's matter was over, their stomachs were still empty.

The three of them went up to the second floor.

As the owners of the Immortal Eater Pavilion, they naturally had privileges.

One private room on the second floor of the Immortal Eater Pavilion was never open to the public, because it belonged exclusively to them.

In the main hall—

Having witnessed everything, Xie Xie felt an inexplicable sense of defeat.

For some reason, he had taken quite a liking to that girl with wine-red hair.

But that girl's thoughts were clearly all on that youth.

Before the youth who could remain calm and converse so freely even in the presence of a Senior from the Holy Angel Family, Xie Xie felt a trace of inferiority rise in his heart.

He had always considered himself a genius.

He was also a renowned member of Eastsea City's younger generation.

But after truly seeing the continent's top geniuses, Xie Xie realized how foolish and ridiculous his former pride had been.

He would not even be a match for Yue Zhengyu.

As for Ling Luo, who had effortlessly crushed Yue Zhengyu, Xie Xie could not even muster much desire to compare himself with him.

"Boss, just what is that Immortal Eater Pavilion owner's background?"

"He clearly looks about our age. How can he be so terrifyingly strong?"

Xie Xie rested his cheek on his hand, his voice somewhat low.

"I don't know." Tang Wulin shook his head.

His reaction was not like Xie Xie's.

Although he was also shocked, he did not feel dispirited.

A cold voice slowly sounded.

"That is Ling Luo."

"Ling Luo?"

The Three Little Ones spoke at the same time, their voices carrying different emotions.