Everyone: Damn! You sycophant!
The Subduing Demon Douluo's words practically pierced through Thousand Might Douluo's ear.
Thousand Might Douluo's body tensed up, his entire body taut.
He abruptly turned his head, his eyes fierce, and frantically gestured to his mentally challenged younger brother: Are you out of your mind! Keep your voice down!
That's the Sea God Douluo!
Someone on par with the Big Brother!
What if you tell her to her face that she's just here to freeload, and she gets so angry that she skewers both of us brothers with a fork?
However, it turned out that he was overthinking things.
At this moment, Bo Saixi's entire mind, even his soul, was completely captivated by the bowls of Egg Fried Rice on the table.
As for what "traitor"?
What kind of "persona" does the high priest have?
Nothing compares to the absolute finest food.
That old bastard Qian Daoliu wasn't lying to her after all!
No!
He lied!
This food is a million times better than he described!
As Qian Daoliu watched Bo Saixi staring intently at his untouched bowls of Egg Fried Rice, her Adam's apple bobbing and saliva practically dripping from her lips, he suddenly felt less afraid.
I even feel like I'm back to normal.
So you're a foodie too! Then why were you acting all high and mighty earlier?
Thus, this Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall grew bolder once again.
He slowly crawled out from under the table, straightened his slightly disheveled robes, cleared his throat, and sat down imposingly in the chair next to Bo Saixi.
He picked up a bowl of Egg Fried Rice with eggs, and while shoveling it in, he spoke earnestly in a tone of someone who had been through it all.
"Xi Xi, I'm not trying to be mean, but..."
"Just say you want to eat, we're all family, why beat around the bush?"
"Stop talking about hunting down traitors! I saw right through your little scheme!"
Hearing this endless sermon, Bo Saixi.
Her beautiful, azure eyes revealed no emotion.
She simply watched him quietly.
Just watch.
Qian Daoliu felt uneasy under her gaze, and his eating slowed down. The courage he had just mustered on his face was visibly fading away.
"Xi... Xi Xi, why are you looking at me like that?"
"Is there a grain of rice on my face?"
He raised his hand, intending to wipe his face.
The next second.
Bo Saixi's cold, yet dangerously sharp gaze swept over.
"If you dare utter another word, I'll tear your mouth apart!"
Do you believe it or not?
Qian Daoliu: "..."
He believes it, he believes it!
How could I not believe it!
You dare to Sea God Trident at my forehead and tear my mouth apart? That would be child's play!
At that moment, the will to survive instantly triumphed over that pitiful vanity.
"Whoosh--!"
Everyone only saw a flash of golden light before their eyes.
One second Qian Daoliu all high and mighty, giving orders and pointing out the flaws in the world, and the next second he had teleported directly to the opposite side of the dining table.
He plopped down, buried his head in his hands, picked up a large bowl, and began frantically shoveling food into the Egg Fried Rice inside, no longer daring to make any eye contact with the woman opposite him.
He looked incredibly cowardly.
Everyone:...
A short while later, Hu Liena placed four bowls of Egg Fried Rice, piled up like small mountains, in front of Bo Saixi.
Perhaps he was still mindful of his identity as the High Priest of the Sea God, or perhaps he sensed that most of the people in the shop were subtly looking at him.
Bo Saixi's initial movements were a model of elegance.
She gently scooped up the golden rice with a jade spoon, her red lips parted slightly, and she chewed slowly.
However.
This is the first bite of Egg Fried Rice, just as it enters the mouth.
The ultimate freshness, aroma, mellowness, and richness exploded wildly in every corner of her mouth!
Bo Saixi's beautiful sea-blue eyes widened instantly!
It was filled with awe, intoxication, and an unprecedented frenzy!
To hell with elegance!
To hell with the high priest!
To hell with pretenses!
At that moment, she didn't want to care about anything else!
The next second.
Under the stunned gaze of everyone.
Bo Saixi, just like Qian Daoliu, picked up the large bowl that was bigger than her face.
Then came the frantic, unrestrained shoveling of rice into their mouths!
The speed, the posture, the level of dedication—it was in no way inferior to that of Qian Daoliu, the reincarnation of a starving ghost, who was opposite her!
In an instant.
The vast Maple Dye Pavilion was plunged into a deathly silence.
Only the sounds of slurping rice being eaten, rising and falling from both ends of the long table, echoed each other.
One of them, with dazzling golden hair, was the Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall.
A figure with cascading blue hair is the high priest of Sea God Island.
On this continent, there are two Peerless Douluo of level ninety-nine, who are the most prestigious in status and the most powerful in strength.
At that moment, each of them was holding a large bowl, sitting on opposite sides of the table, engrossed in eating, ignoring each other.
The scene was incredibly eerie no matter how you looked at it.
No matter how you look at it... it's all harmonious.
It even gave off a bit of a vibe like an old married couple having dinner together!
I don't know exactly how much time has passed.
"Clang!"
"Clang!"
Two large bowls, cleaner than washbasins, were placed heavily on the table almost simultaneously.
Qian Daoliu and Bo Saixi, these two Peerless Douluo standing at the pinnacle of the continent, were currently slumped in their chairs in the same posture, completely lacking any decorum.
Both of them wore the same silly, blissful smiles, their eyes vacant, as if their souls had ascended to heaven.
A long time.
The two of them almost simultaneously let out a long, satisfied sigh.
"So comfortable~"
This perfectly synchronized scene made Lin Feng's eyes twitch behind the counter.
Just then, a Nana figure walked over.
It's Hu Liena.
She wore a professional, sweet smile and held a small ledger in her hand.
"Please enjoy your meal, both of you."
"High Priest Bo Saixi, your four bowls of Egg Fried Rice are worth 48,000 Gold Soul Coin."
"Grand Elder the Qian Daoliu, your five bowls total 60,000 Gold Soul Coin."
Upon hearing the price, Bo Saixi, who had just come back to her senses from the culinary paradise, momentarily froze in her beautiful sea-blue eyes.
Forty-eight thousand Gold Soul Coin?
So expensive?
But this surprise lasted for less than a second.
She then felt relieved.
It was a delicacy that could make even a powerful figure like her fall for it, even going so far as to fabricate the flimsy excuse of being a "traitor" just to come and savor it.
Such a divine object, let alone 48,000, even 480,000, she would think it's worth it!
But just as Bo Saixi was about to take money from his Storage Soul Tool...
"Brush!"
Qian Daoliu handed a heavy money bag to Hu Liena: "This is our meal money."
After saying that, he even turned his head and winked at Bo Saixi, speaking in a tone he thought was gentle, but which was actually so greasy it could scrape off a layer of oil:
"Xi Xi, how can I let you pay for this?"
"You've come all this way, and this is Spirit Hall territory after all. As the host, isn't it only right that I give you a welcome feast?"
"You're being so formal with me, that's really hurting our relationship!"
Upon hearing this,
Inside the restaurant, almost simultaneously, all the Title Douluo of the Spirit Hall cursed in their hearts.
Damn it! You deadbeat simp!