Dai Tianfeng's Petty Triumph, Emperor Xue Ye's Furious Madness!

"Lastly, that young lady massaging Senior's legs is Zhu Zhuqing. She's also an official employee of the restaurant. You need to be polite to her too—don't be disrespectful."

Qian Daoliu was still explaining the restaurant's rules to Sea Star Douluo.

Sea Star Douluo's mouth was stuffed full of food. He nodded vaguely, indicating that he had taken it all in.

As he listened, he held his bowl and stood directly up from his chair.

Under Zhu Zhuqing's astonished gaze, Sea Star Douluo bowed deeply in her direction.

"Miss Zhu! My apologies for the disrespect!"

Zhu Zhuqing was somewhat at a loss over his sudden gesture and could only nod politely.

Only then did Sea Star Douluo sit down in satisfaction, pick up his spoon, and continue shoveling the Egg Fried Rice that made his very soul tremble into his mouth.

In a corner not far away.

Zi Ji and Bi Ji had taken in every bit of this as well, their ears pricked as they dared not miss a single word.

The information in this restaurant was far too important to their soul beast clan.

"Big Sister, do we need to watch out for the one massaging legs too?" Zi Ji asked quietly.

"Have you forgotten Miss Ah Yin's fist?" Bi Ji shot her an annoyed glance.

Zi Ji shrank her neck, recalling the faint pain still lingering in her chest, and did not dare say another word.

Just then, Qian Daoliu's voice rang out again, his tone becoming especially solemn.

"Everything I mentioned before was trivial. What comes next is the most important thing."

"Listen carefully. After a diner finishes their meal, Senior will conduct a lottery based on the amount you spent and bestow a fortunate opportunity upon you!"

"Hm?"

Sea Star Douluo, who had been busily eating,