Eighty Years! I've Eaten Fish for Eighty Years!

Set off?

Shall we set off now?

Sea Star Douluo was completely dumbfounded, his mind went blank, as if he had been hit hard with a brick.

Walk?

Leaving now?!

I've only had one bite! Just one bite!

He didn't even have time to savor it properly before that delicious, bone-deep aroma vanished!

His mind began to replay his daily life on Sea God Island uncontrollably.

Breakfast: Steamed sea bass.

Lunch: Braised grouper.

For dinner, pan-fried ribbonfish served with fish soup.

Day after day, year after year.

That familiar fishy smell seemed to be etched into his DNA.

Think back to that bite of rice you just ate.

Golden rice grains, tender eggs, vibrant green scallions...

That tastes like heaven!

Seeing that Bo Saixi had really turned around and walked away without the slightest hesitation, Sea Star Douluo's body reacted even faster than his brain.

He blurted it out almost instinctively.

"No!"

"We can't leave!"

The voice was urgent, loud, and even slightly cracked.

All eyes in the restaurant, which had been watching the spectacle, once again focused on him.

Bo Saixi, who had already reached the door, paused.

She slowly turned around, her stunningly beautiful face displaying a perfectly measured, pure look of confusion.

From an angle unseen by others, the corners of her mouth subtly curled up.

"Um?"

"Why?"

Bo Saixi asked the question knowing the answer already, her sea-blue eyes so clear they seemed untouched by any dust.

"Sea Star, weren't you just crying and begging me to go back to Sea God Island?"

"Why aren't you leaving now?"

Upon hearing this, Sea Star Douluo's face instantly turned red.

He felt like everyone in the hotel was looking at him like he was an idiot.

He can't exactly say, "I'm just doing this for a living," can he?

He's one of the Seven Sacred Pillars of Sea God Island, the Sea Star Douluo —doesn't he have any shame?

All the anger and shame found a perfect outlet at this moment.

He suddenly turned his head, his eyes, which seemed to be spitting fire, fixed intently on the culprit!

That Sea Horse Douluo, who was looking down guiltily and trying to shrink into a ball!

Sea Horse!

It's all your fault! You bastard!

If you hadn't given me that bite, would I have gone to such lengths?!

I can still be a carefree, loyal, and devoted Douluo who only wants to go home!

Now look what's happened! My mind is in turmoil! My resolve to follow the Dao is wavering!

Feeling the intense gaze from the other party, Sea Horse Douluo felt extremely guilty. He shrank his neck and silently moved behind his security captain Qian Daoliu.

Qian Daoliu even went so far as to puff out his chest, shielding him from most of his body.

Seeing that the "culprit" had escaped, Sea Star Douluo had no choice but to bite the bullet, turn to face Bo Saixi again, and force out a smile that looked worse than a grimace.

He began racking his brains, frantically searching for a reason to stay.

"High Priest, you see... this... this journey home is long."

"Let's... get some rest, have a meal, and regroup before heading back. It's not too late!"

However, Bo Saixi seemed not to have understood his subtext at all.

She stretched out her slender hand and gently patted her flat stomach, which was free of any excess fat.

"It's okay, I've already eaten."

Her face wore a holy smile, and her voice was so gentle it could melt water.

"Look, I'm very full."

Sea Star Douluo was internally roaring with rage.

You ate it! I didn't eat it!

I'm hungry! I'm starving!

But he could never bring himself to say those words.

In the end, all the struggles amounted to a pitiful remark.

"But High Priest, I'm a little hungry..."

Just then, a magnetic voice, like that of a savior, rang out.

"Hey, that's easy!"

Qian Daoliu walked over, a sly smile as warm as a spring breeze on his face.

He strode over to Sea Star Douluo and patted him heavily on the shoulder.

The force of the blow made Sea Star Douluo stagger.

"Guests from afar are always welcome!"

Qian Daoliu puffed out his chest, looking heroic and magnanimous.

"As the Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall, would I allow you to travel on an empty stomach? If word got out, wouldn't people laugh at us for our poor hospitality?"

Upon hearing this, a glimmer of hope instantly shone in Sea Star Douluo's dim eyes!

There's hope!

He stared at Qian Daoliu with wide eyes, his lips trembling with excitement.

"That..."

"Then I'll have to Grand Elder!"

He had already decided that as soon as the other party spoke, he would rush to the counter to order!

However, under the expectant gaze of Sea Star Douluo...

Qian Daoliu flipped his wrist.

A flash of light.

Two dry, salted fish, exuding a strong, salty smell, appeared in his hands.

"Hey."

Qian Daoliu handed the two salted fish, which were harder than bricks, to Sea Star Douluo.

"The deep-sea bluefin sea bass was sun-dried on the beach for forty-nine days, locking in all its flavor."

"This is a rare find on the mainland. Consider it a small token of our Spirit Hall's appreciation. Take it with you for the journey; it's all you can eat!"

The expression on Sea Star Douluo's face froze instantly.

Looking at the two lifeless salted fish before him, he felt a surge of blood rush to his head.

Bo Saixi also walked over at just the right moment, fanning the flames from the sidelines.

"Sea Star, look how polite the Grand Elder is."

"Take it quickly, so we can hurry on our way and not waste any more time."

Everyone in the restaurant was stunned.

It was obvious to everyone that Sea Star Douluo really wanted to eat that bowl of Egg Fried Rice.

As it turns out, those shameless Qian Daoliu and Bo Saixi were actually quite despicable!

Not far away, the Mighty Lion Douluo's mouth twitched wildly.

He nudged the Golden Crocodile Douluo beside him with his elbow and lowered his voice.

"Second brother, don't you think... the Grand Elder and the High Priest are starting to look more and more like a couple?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo watched as Bo Saixi actually pulled out several salted fish of different sizes from her Soul Tool and, along with the two that Qian Daoliu, stuffed them into Sea Star Douluo.

He nodded expressionlessly.

"Um."

Golden Crocodile Douluo slowly added a sentence.

"And it's the kind of shamelessness that's most shameless."

Faced with the mountain of salted fish, Sea Star Douluo finally broke down.

He looked at Qian Daoliu's smug grin.

Then he glanced at Bo Saixi's "thoughtful" and caring eyes.

Finally, his gaze fell on the pile of salted fish in his arms, which exuded a fatal, fishy smell.

His throat bobbed.

"Vomit..."

A loud retch.

Bo Saixi paused, a genuine concern showing on her face.

"Sea Star, what's wrong?"

Sea Star Douluo slowly, very slowly, raised his head.

He extended his trembling right hand and made a gun gesture in front of him.

Two lines of clear tears silently slid down his resolute cheeks.

His voice was filled with endless sorrow and despair.

"Eighty years..."

"It's been a full eighty years!"

He abruptly threw away all the salted fish in his arms and burst into tears like a child who couldn't find his way home.

"I've been eating fish for a full eighty years!!!"

"Now, whenever I see him, I just want to vomit!!"