Connecting to the Silver Dragon King! Lin Feng: Are your subordinates mentally retarded!

Lin Feng swore.

He swore that ever since transmigrating to Douluo Continent and opening this restaurant, he had seen plenty of oddballs.

There was Chrysanthemum Douluo, who had tried to dine and dash only to miss out on an immortal delicacy.

There was Qian Daoliu, who had willingly become a security guard just to get another meal.

And there was Bibi Dong, who had emptied Spirit Hall's treasury for the monthly subscription plan.

But someone like Di Tian—absurdly powerful yet stupid beyond all reason—was truly a first in Lin Feng's life.

Lin Feng felt his blood pressure skyrocketing at an unprecedented rate.

He no longer cared why Di Tian had captured Dugu Bo.

He did not want to do anything right now.

He only wanted to give this pig-faced bastard in front of him, wearing such a tragic expression as if he were sacrificing himself for his clan, several solid slaps across the face.

So—

Under Di Tian's heroic, unyielding gaze that seemed to say, "Just kill me. I'll never submit"—

Lin Feng completely snapped.

"Fuck you!"

A curse filled with pure rage suddenly exploded from Lin Feng's mouth without warning!

Before his words had even faded—

He lifted his foot and delivered a clean, decisive flying kick, planting it with perfect accuracy on the pert backside of Zi Ji, who was still being held by the neck beside him, black eye socket and all, her face utterly bewildered.

"Ahwooo~"

Zi Ji only felt an irresistible force strike her. Her entire body instantly became a purple arc through the air, and with a delicate cry of misery, she was kicked dozens of meters away before crashing down with a solid thud.

Clutching her butt, she scrambled to her feet. Just as she was about to curse, "You dared kick my