The Excited Ghost Douluo

Watching Yan's anxious appearance, Lin Feng lazily lifted his eyelids.

"If you dare to do this again, you'll be added to the observation list."

These words struck Yan's heart like a heavy hammer.

His face turned deathly pale in an instant, and beads of sweat the size of peas rolled down his forehead.

The observation list!

If he ended up on that, the next step would be the blacklist!

The mere thought of never being able to come in to eat or draw prizes again made Yan's legs go weak.

"Senior! I was wrong! I was truly wrong!"

Yan scrambled up from his chair, apologizing to Lin Feng incessantly; he was one step away from kowtowing on the spot.

"I shouldn't have cut in line! I shouldn't have broken the rules! I swear I will never make such a mistake again!"

Lin Feng glanced at him and waved his hand languidly.

"Forget it. Since it's your first offense, I won't hold it against you this time."

"But if there is any similar behavior next time..."

Lin Feng didn't finish his sentence, but his cold tone was enough for Yan to understand perfectly.

"Yes, yes, yes! There will absolutely not be a next time!" Yan nodded repeatedly, feeling as if he had been granted a reprieve.

Just then, Chrysanthemum Douluo suddenly pulled out an exquisite little notebook, scribbling away while muttering to himself.

"Cannot cut in line... cannot cause trouble... cannot waste food..."

He wrote with extreme seriousness, looking just like a primary school student taking notes in class.

"Cannot question the price of dishes... cannot think of dining and dashing... cannot question Senior's words..."

Watching this level-95 Title Douluo so earnestly recording the "Restaurant Rules," Hu Liena and the others couldn't help but twitch their lips.

Ghost Douluo leaned over to Chrysanthemum Douluo, looked at the list of "prohibitions" in the notebook, and asked in a low, strangely curious voice:

"Are the things you've written here... all mistakes you made yesterday?"

Ghost Douluo's question was light, yet it landed like a giant boulder crashing into a calm lake.

Chrysanthemum Douluo's hand, busy scribbling in the notebook, froze instantly.

His alluring face turned deathly pale, then flushed to the color of a pig's liver at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The air seemed to solidify at that moment.

Chrysanthemum Douluo turned his head mechanically, inch by inch, meeting Ghost Douluo's eyes, which were filled with inquiry.

"Nonsense!"

After a long while, Chrysanthemum Douluo squeezed the word out through his teeth, his voice sharp and slightly distorted.

"I... I am summarizing experience! I am summarizing valuable experience for the juniors of our Spirit Hall! So that the idiots who follow don't make the same mistakes!"

He straightened his back, forcing a serious expression onto his face as if to say, "I am worried sick for Spirit Hall," and tapped the notebook firmly with his knuckles.

"Yes! That's exactly it!"

Ghost Douluo's brow twitched. The expression on his face, which was usually shrouded in black mist, was strange to the extreme.

Based on his decades of understanding of his old partner, Chrysanthemum Douluo had likely either been severely disciplined by this mysterious Senior Lin yesterday or had suffered a massive loss of face.

Looking at this reaction, it was probably both.

Ghost Douluo complained silently in his heart, but he didn't press the issue, merely nodding vaguely before turning his gaze back to the counter.

There, Xie Yue had already respectfully taken the spot where Yan had been standing.

Having witnessed Yan receive "punishment" for cutting in line and seeing his sister obtain an 8,000-year spirit ring out of thin air just from a meal, his mood was a mix of excitement and trepidation.

He carefully placed 450 gold soul coins on the counter and, imitating Hu Liena, bowed deeply to Lin Feng.

"Senior, it is my turn to draw."

This respectful attitude was very pleasing to Lin Feng.

He glanced at the gold soul coins on the counter and muttered in his heart.

"System, draw."

[Consumption: 450 gold soul coins.]

The system's female voice rang out in his mind.

[System Evaluation: Another sensible little leek; performance is acceptable.]

[Random Reward: Minor enhancement to Martial Soul, significant increase in the sharpness of the Moon Blade Martial Soul.]

[Host Reward: 45 Gourmet Points.]

Martial Soul enhancement?

Lin Feng raised an eyebrow. This was a good reward; for Xie Yue, it was a tangible increase in combat power.

He lifted his eyelids, looked at the expectant Xie Yue, and spoke slowly.

"Your reward is a minor enhancement of your martial soul."

"Your Moon Blade will become much sharper than before."

As his voice fell, Lin Feng extended his index finger and tapped lightly in Xie Yue's direction.

A sharp, silvery stream of light erupted from his fingertip, fast as lightning, and instantly submerged into the center of Xie Yue's forehead.

Xie Yue felt a cold, razor-sharp energy surge through his limbs and bones, ultimately converging upon his martial soul.

He could even clearly "hear" his martial soul emitting bursts of excited humming.

"Swish!"

He instinctively raised both hands, and two beautifully crafted blood-colored Moon Blades instantly appeared in his palms.

The moment the Moon Blades appeared, the air in the entire restaurant seemed to grow a few degrees sharper.

Hu Liena and Yan both instinctively took half a step back; they could feel that the pair of Moon Blades in Xie Yue's hands radiated an unprecedented aura of danger!

Luster flowed across the blood-colored blades, and a faint, cold glint shimmered along the edges, as if one glance would sting the eyes.

"So... so sharp!"

Xie Yue widened his eyes, feeling the surging power transmitted from the martial soul in his hands, his voice trembling with excitement.

He even had the feeling that if he were to spar with Yan now, he wouldn't even need soul skills; the sharpness of these Moon Blades alone would be enough to easily break through the other's defense!

"My attack power has increased by at least thirty percent!" Xie Yue gripped the Moon Blades tightly, his eyes filled with fanatical worship as he looked at Lin Feng.

This was nothing short of a miracle!

Just by eating a meal, his martial soul had received such a terrifying enhancement!

Beside him, Yan's eyes turned red with envy, his heart filled with regret.

Martial soul enhancement! This was far more precious than a simple increase in soul power!

If he had behaved himself earlier, could he have drawn such a good reward too?

He wore a bitter expression as he looked at Lin Feng, only to find that the senior wasn't even looking at him, which made him feel even more depressed.

On the other side, Ghost Douluo, who had been observing, saw his face—usually shrouded in black mist—completely lose all composure.

Shock!

Unprecedented shock!

The way he looked at Lin Feng had shifted from initial suspicion to the same awe and fanaticism as Chrysanthemum Douluo.

He finally understood why Chrysanthemum Douluo had been so uncharacteristically flustered.

In the face of such an existence, any pride or reserve seemed utterly ridiculous.

This was a heaven-sent opportunity!

A massive opportunity that could change Spirit Hall, and perhaps even the landscape of the entire continent!

Thinking of this, Ghost Douluo could no longer maintain the composure befitting a Title Douluo.

He spun around abruptly and grabbed the collar of Chrysanthemum Douluo, who was still scribbling furiously in his little notebook!

"Yue Guan!"

"Huh?"

Caught off guard by Ghost Douluo, Chrysanthemum Douluo was completely bewildered.

"Old Ghost, what are you doing! Let go! Let go right now!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo shrieked, desperately trying to pry Ghost Douluo's hands off.

But those withered hands of Ghost Douluo were like iron pincers, gripping his collar tightly.

"Are they finished drawing?! Are they finished?!"

Ghost Douluo's eyes were bloodshot; there was no trace of his usual cold and eerie demeanor. He shook Chrysanthemum Douluo by the collar frantically, asking with desperate urgency.

"Is it our turn yet?! Is it time for us to order?! Hurry! Go on, ask the senior!"