Get Lost, Far Away, And Don't Bother Me

"Excuse me, about how much did he spend on this table of medicinal cuisine?"

Storming into Qingbei Medicinal Cuisine House with anger and resentment, Lu Wanning still remembered to ask a server.

"About one hundred seventy to one hundred eighty thousand!"

The server replied warmly, "Hello, would you also like to order the same as this table?"

One hundred seventy or one hundred eighty thousand!?

Lu Wanning was so furious her heart and lungs felt ready to explode. She could distinctly feel the flesh around her heart aching.

"Jiang Li!"

Her face turned livid as she strode over in a rage.

By then, Jiang Li had already cleared away most of the medicinal cuisine on the table.

His abdomen was warm, as though a warm current were flowing throughout his body, leaving him steaming all over. His Blood Qi seemed to have increased somewhat as well.

Medicinal cuisine was unlike pills. It was a tonic that slowly increased one's Blood Qi; more of its medicinal power would gradually be digested into his limbs and bones.

Before Jiang Li could carefully savor the sensation, a sharp shout beside him made him freeze.

The voice was familiar yet strange. When he turned his head, he saw Lu Wanning, her expression exceptionally ugly.

"So this is Lu Wanning?"

Jiang Li looked at the girl before him, who was fairly delicate and pretty, brimming with youthful energy.

Though the original owner's memories contained her image, they had all been embellished by his own fantasies. Jiang Li could not even be bothered to recall them.

In his eyes, what pretty girl could possibly be worth over a million?

Over a million—back on Earth, that could book out an entire floor.

And because of this Lu Wanning, if not for him, the original owner would have definitely died in the Beast Fighting Arena under Lin Yuanliang's command.

At that thought, Jiang Li's gaze abruptly turned icy, filled with Sha Qi.

Lu Wanning, who had approached with great momentum, ready to demand an explanation, suddenly found the Jiang Li before her incomparably terrifying.

Instinctively, both her voice and bearing weakened by several degrees.

"Jiang Li, where did you get the money to come to the medicinal cuisine house? Do you know how much this table costs?"

"One hundred seventy or one hundred eighty thousand! With that money, how many Qi and Blood Pills could you buy!?"

The more Lu Wanning spoke, the more her heart ached, and her voice gradually grew louder again.

Jiang Li was angered into laughter when he heard that. Did she not know he was spending Lu Wanning's money?

"What does how much I spend have to do with you?"

He could not be bothered with Lu Wanning and prepared to rise and leave.

Lu Wanning froze. Looking at the indifferent Jiang Li, she felt as if she were seeing him for the first time.

"Jiang Li, what do you mean by that? Are you angry with me?"

Lu Wanning truly was a top-tier green tea bitch, able to play the original owner like a dog for the past three years.

She immediately sensed that something was wrong. Her tone just now had apparently been too impulsive.

Moreover, Jiang Li had hung up on her when she called earlier. Clearly, Jiang Li must have some issue with her now.

Although Lu Wanning was displeased as well, she remembered that her eighth-grade cultivation technique and pills were still in Jiang Li's hands.

If they fell out at this time, it would be equivalent to her losing over a million.

Seeing that Jiang Li still did not respond, Lu Wanning hurried over to block his path.

"Jiang Li, I know my tone was too harsh just now, but I was only worried about you."

"Your money didn't fall from the sky. Even if you have money, you shouldn't waste it like this."

"Everyone in the school laughs at you, but only I know how hard your life has been. Only I know that you've sincerely treated me well."

Suppressing the displeasure in her heart, Lu Wanning put on a look of heartfelt emotion.

Even Li Xiaoxiao beside her could not help secretly giving a thumbs-up. With acting like this, would Jiang Li not immediately become the same as before—a licking dog once more, obediently offering up the cultivation technique and pills?

Jiang Li had not planned to pay Lu Wanning any attention, but now his brows knit tightly as he changed his mind.

Mainly because... it was too disgusting.

"Lu Wanning!"

Jiang Li spoke slowly, his tone calm yet somehow heavy.

"I know that I gave a lot to you in the past. Over these three years, I spent hundreds of thousands buying you pills to raise your Blood Qi Value."

"And on your birthday last year, I even borrowed money to buy you that LV bag you'd liked for so long."

"So you could attend that concert, I stood in line without closing my eyes for days and nights."

"Even for the martial arts you liked, I borrowed every bit of money I could, and even took out three hundred thousand in high-interest loans. In the end, because I couldn't pay it back, I was nearly beaten to death and torn apart by mutated beasts..."

Jiang Li recounted everything he had given over the years. Rather than feeling even the slightest bit moved, Lu Wanning felt as though her dirty secrets had been exposed, and a sense of shame arose from nowhere.

"Jiang Li, enough!" Lu Wanning hurriedly cut him off. "I know you've given a lot over the years."

"It's just that the martial exams are coming up soon. I really don't want to think about matters between men and women."

"After the martial exams, Jiang Li, I'll seriously consider you."

But the moment she finished speaking, Jiang Li looked at her with a cold sneer.

"Consider my ass!"

Lu Wanning failed to react for a moment. "What?"

With both hands in his pockets, Jiang Li stared coldly at Lu Wanning. "I've never been able to figure out which screw in my head was loose before. I not only took on over a million in debt, I nearly threw my life away too—all for trash like you."

The moment those words came out, both Lu Wanning and Li Xiaoxiao were dumbfounded.

Lu Wanning could hardly believe her ears. Jiang Li, who had grovelled before her and fawned over her for three years, actually dared to insult her!?

Had he gone insane!?

"Lu Wanning, from now on, get as far away from me as you can. Don't come bother me."

"Or I'll slap you to death!"

With that, Jiang Li turned around and left without a second glance.

Over a million—if not for the sake of this harmonious society, he would have cut her down right now and used her more than ten years of Cultivation Lifespan to put out his anger.

"Ah!"

Only after Jiang Li had left Qingbei Medicinal Cuisine House did Lu Wanning finally come back to her senses and let out a shriek on the verge of collapse.

"Jiang Li, you dare curse me and humiliate me!?"

"This time, I absolutely won't forgive you—not even for an eighth-rank technique!"

Lu Wanning was hysterical. No matter what, she could not understand how Jiang Li dared to curse her, how he dared speak to her like that.

I'm furious!!!

Give you a little color, and you really think you can open a dyeing workshop.

You think I give a damn about that filthy borrowed money of yours?

Just wait. You're only a Ninth-Rank Martial Artist. After the martial exams, you'll understand just how vast the gap between us is.

Even if you lose everything and kneel to beg me, don't dream of me ever forgiving you again!

Lu Wanning's eyes were red, tears swirling in their sockets, as though she had suffered an immense injustice.

"Excuse me, loud noises are not permitted here."

The waitress who had served Jiang Li earlier approached with a faint sneer and reminded her.

Quite a few people had heard Jiang Li and Lu Wanning's conversation just now, and they had understood it clearly.

Lu Wanning looked like a student from Seventeenth High School too. Who would have thought she was a parasitic green tea living off men?

Though the waitress was only a waitress, she still felt that she at least supported herself and did not rely on men.

"Xiaoxiao, let's go!"

Lu Wanning turned around. Feeling the strange looks from everyone around her, her hatred for Jiang Li deepened by several degrees.

Back at Seventeenth High School, Jiang Li did not take what had just happened to heart at all.

He headed straight to the sports field of Seventeenth High School, where he found his homeroom teacher practicing martial arts.

"Teacher Zhou!"

The balding, bespectacled middle-aged man before him, whose fists whistled through the air with ferocious force, was Jiang Li's homeroom teacher, Zhou Weihua.

Zhou Weihua turned his head. The moment he saw Jiang Li, he froze.

"Jiang Li!?"

Zhou Weihua's face immediately darkened. "You skipped class for three days, and you still know to come back to school?"

"Do you know the martial exams are only three months away? At a time like this, you still won't work hard. Are you worthy of your parents, who toiled bitterly to raise you and send you to school?"

Jiang Li was stunned. Looking at Zhou Weihua, who appeared so righteous and awe-inspiring, the corner of his mouth twitched.

Why did every teacher use the exact same script?

"Teacher Zhou, I broke through in cultivation these past few days, which is why I didn't come."

Seeing Zhou Weihua about to lecture him some more, Jiang Li raised a hand and cut him off.

"I came to see you mainly because I want to apply to cultivate a Breathing Technique."

Upon hearing that, Zhou Weihua adjusted his glasses and carefully sized Jiang Li up from head to toe.

"A Breathing Technique? Jiang Li, have you gone crazy from practicing martial arts?"

"What level has your Hundred Battles Art reached? What's your Blood Qi Value—zero point what?"

"You want to apply to cultivate a Breathing Technique? You think you're worthy!?"

Jiang Li's gaze gradually turned cold and sharp.