Chu Qing glanced at them but paid them no mind, continuing to eat.
"Brother, who are they? They look like they mean trouble," Rongrong asked uneasily.
"They're just a couple of good-for-nothings. It's fine. Keep eating." Chu Qing spoke without changing expression, then continued eating as if no one else were there.
Yu Xiaogang's face turned livid. "What did you say? Stand up!"
Chu Qing was getting annoyed. "What? Is the level-29 genius theorist of the Soul Master world, Master Yu, going to teach me some more of his novel theories?"
"Or does your genius disciple want to spar with me again?"
Yu Xiaogang's face remained livid, but this time he spoke with a sneer. "What, do you still think this is Nuoding Junior Academy? Think Director Su is here to protect you? Let me tell you, this is Suotuo City! A mere Soul Master dares to boast like that?"
Tang San's expression was cold and stern. He had already readied the Hidden Weapons in his hands. For years, he had dreamed of this man who had humiliated him. He had secretly made many Hidden Weapons, all for the purpose of killing him with one strike the next time they met!
The diners in the restaurant also turned curious gazes toward them.
"Heh. A good-for-nothing and his good-for-nothing disciple. What can you possibly do, even here in Suotuo City?" Chu Qing sneered.
"You... you!" The Grandmaster trembled with rage, even the wrinkles on his gaunt face seeming to seethe with fury.
"Fine! You insolent brat really don't know how high the heavens are or how deep the earth is! You're asking to die!"
The Grandmaster then urged his Soul Power, and two Yellow Soul Rings abruptly lit up. "Luo Sanpao! Come forth!"
A comical little pig suddenly appeared in front of him, squealing away.
First Soul Skill! Fart like thunder, Earth-Shattering Luo Sanpao!
At once, an unbearable stench swept through the entire restaurant, making the diners cover their mouths.
A middle-aged man with a livid face finally couldn't take it anymore and shouted, "Fight all you want, but what's with the farting?"
With someone leading the way, the others couldn't help bursting into laughter too. But then they breathed in the stench and their faces changed as they covered their mouths and noses.
Some couldn't help shouting, "Boss! Open the windows!"
Chu Qing said, "Is that all you've got?!"
He immediately took the Aromatic Silk Beauty from his Storage Ring. A strange, immortal aura at once blocked the stench.
Ning Rongrong lowered the hand covering her nose and frowned. "Was that old man's Martial Soul born in a cesspit? How can it stink so much?"
Tang San's expression turned stern as he looked at the Aromatic Silk Beauty in Chu Qing's hand. "How did you get that?"
Chu Qing smiled without answering, completely ignoring Tang San. He simply watched the Grandmaster provocatively.
Though he hadn't said a word, Yu Xiaogang was already bearing the humiliation.
As the "Grandmaster" of Soul Master theory, he of course knew that even his Second Soul Skill would have no effect on this immortal treasure.
Yu Xiaogang's eyes darted around before he spoke. "What, afraid to show your Soul Rings? All you can do is rely on tricks?"
"I told you from the start that you should choose a defensive Soul Ring. You wouldn't listen. I bet you haven't even reached level twelve now, have you?"
"On Douluo Continent, no one understands Soul Power better than me!" Yu Xiaogang said smugly.
Ning Rongrong frowned and stepped forward, about to speak, but Chu Qing stopped her.
"What? So eager to humiliate yourself? Fine, I'll indulge you!"
As he spoke, Chu Qing put away the Aromatic Silk Beauty. He urged his Soul Power, and a pitch-black, ink-like Void Devouring Flame appeared behind him, forming a massive phantom. A yellow and a purple Soul Ring revolved around him.
"What! Two Soul Rings?" The Grandmaster and Tang San were both shocked!
The words they had spoken moments ago now lashed back at them like whips! The Grandmaster's gaunt old face turned bright red!
But since his complexion was so dark, it wasn't really noticeable.
The Grandmaster forced himself to stay calm. "So what! You just got lucky!"
"Second Soul Skill! Fart like smoke! Hypnotic Slumber, Luo Sanpao!"
A pale yellow mist, reeking just as badly, surged toward Chu Qing.
Chu Qing frowned. The Grandmaster's move wasn't very powerful, but it was downright revolting.
Ning Rongrong covered her nose again.
She had grown up surrounded by luxury. How could she ever have smelled anything this foul?
Tang San, who had been watching for an opening, seized his chance. Thinking Chu Qing had been hit, he hurriedly urged his Soul Power. Countless Blue Silver Grass vines sprouted beside Chu Qing, poised to bind him.
Tang San wore a smug expression. He knew that this Blue Silver Grass Entanglement wasn't just for control—it was poisonous too. With the Grandmaster's hypnotic mist added to it, Chu Qing was sure to fall into his hands this time!
And the Hidden Weapons he had spent years refining were already cocked and ready, shooting from his body in an instant!
Chu Qing remained disdainful. He didn't release a Soul Skill, but simply manipulated the Void Devouring Flame to devour a small patch of space in front of him. Tang San's incoming Hidden Weapons and Yu Xiaogang's mist were instantly swallowed by the void.
"What! What kind of Soul Skill is this? How have I never seen it before?!" Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang paled with shock.
Tang San was secretly shocked too! His carefully prepared killing move, the Hidden Weapons that the Tang Sect took such pride in, had been broken by Chu Qing just like that!
Boundless humiliation instantly enveloped him!
Chu Qing said, "The shocking part is still to come. Look behind you, both of you."
Yu Xiaogang and Tang San started and turned around. A rift in space, as tall as a person, had suddenly appeared. Their earlier attacks—poisonous mist, hidden arrows, and the like—now shot at them from behind!
Caught off guard, Yu Xiaogang was hit by Tang San's Sleeve Arrow and his own poisonous mist. Tang San immediately used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, but still took several arrows!
Both of them spat out a mouthful of blood!
Yu Xiaogang had already lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground. Tang San, however, raged, "I refuse to accept this! I refuse! Why? Why do you have to get the better of me every time?"
At that moment, he no longer held back and summoned his Second Martial Soul, the Clear Sky Hammer!
He also used Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer. Pivoting around his calf, he lunged at Chu Qing in an instant!
Ning Rongrong was startled when she saw the hammer. She seemed to have seen that battle hammer somewhere before.
Chu Qing remained calm in the face of danger. With just a ball of flame, he knocked Tang San, who was swinging the Clear Sky Hammer, to the ground. He walked over and planted a foot on Tang San's chest, saying in a low voice, "A good-for-nothing is a good-for-nothing for life! You should be counting your blessings that I don't come after you. How dare you come looking for trouble with me!" After saying that, he ground his foot against Tang San's chest a few more times before finally letting up.
Tang San's eyes bulged, his eye sockets bloodshot as he glared at the devilish boy before him. He secretly swore, One day, I'll kill him with my own hands!
Then Chu Qing left without even sparing the two of them a glance, taking Rongrong with him.