So, you want to dine and dash?

The reason Lin Feng had suddenly added that remark was none other than his fear that Hu Liena and the others might misunderstand.

After all, if word got out that he prioritized big spenders while ignoring smaller customers, his reputation would surely suffer.

Although a client of Chrysanthemum Douluo's Titled Douluo caliber certainly thrilled him, these "small leeks" represented a massive base and an income source that could not be ignored.

Besides, these small leeks wouldn't stay small forever; by consuming goods in his shop, their growth speed would absolutely skyrocket like a rocket launch!

Before long, they would grow into "large leeks" at the Spirit Emperor or Spirit Saint level, unlocking higher-tier menus, and their spending power would increase significantly—that was where the real, rolling wealth lay!

Therefore, this seemingly fair yet shrewd stance both maintained the shop's image and steadied the hearts of all his customers. Lin Feng secretly praised his own business acumen; this move was simply perfect!

The sounds of pots and pans clashing drifted from the kitchen, and that alluring aroma grew increasingly intense.

Never mind Hu Liena and the others; even Chrysanthemum Douluo couldn't help but swallow his saliva silently as he caught the scent.

He hurriedly shook his head, casting the thought from his mind.

This had to be an illusion! It was absolutely an illusion!

As a Titled Douluo, he could not be deceived by such petty tricks.

However, saying that was one thing, but the fragrance was truly too tempting; even knowing it was an illusion, it still made one's appetite stir.

Chrysanthemum Douluo gritted his teeth in secret, forcing himself not to pay attention to the smell.

Not long after, Lin Feng walked out carrying a massive tray, piled high with all the dishes Chrysanthemum Douluo had just ordered.

The Cloud Marsh Thousand-Silk Silver Thread Noodles were crystal clear, the strands as fine as hair yet incredibly resilient.

The Glazed Heart Fruit Salad was vibrant and colorful, every piece of fruit sparkling like a gemstone.

The Grilled Thunder Rhino Ribs had a caramel-colored crust that emitted an alluring luster, the scent of meat hitting the nose.

The Starlight Mottled Pheasant was even more exquisitely shaped, like a piece of art that one couldn't bear to eat.

Seeing Lin Feng finish all the dishes so quickly, Chrysanthemum Douluo was slightly stunned.

"So fast?"

Even the best food-type spirit master chef in Spirit Hall would need a fair amount of time to prepare so many dishes, right?

This guy had actually finished everything in just a few minutes?

Lin Feng ignored his question, simply setting the meal down one by one and leaving behind a flat, "Enjoy your meal."

He then returned to the rocking chair behind the counter and closed his eyes to rest again.

However, he did think with a touch of mockery: since he had the Gourmet System, it was only reasonable to cook "a little bit faster," right?

The system provided the ingredients directly and could even accelerate the cooking process; if he couldn't even do this quickly, then he, as a transmigrator, would be far too useless.

It was fortunate that Chrysanthemum Douluo wasn't a modern person, or he would surely suspect that he was being served pre-made meals.

Chrysanthemum Douluo stared at the table of food before him, his brow furrowed.

Judging solely by their appearance, these dishes were indeed exquisite to the extreme; every single one could be called a work of art.

Yet, the more this was the case, the more he felt something was wrong.

He first picked up the emerald wine flagon on the table and broke the seal.

In an instant, a rich aroma of wine permeated the entire restaurant.

This fragrance was different from ordinary spirits; it carried an indescribable freshness and sweetness, as if it were the perfect fusion of mountain springs and the essence of a hundred flowers.

Upon smelling the wine, the three of Hu Liena felt their mouths instantly flood with saliva. Yan couldn't help but lick his lips, his eyes going straight: "What kind of wine is this? Just smelling it is enough to make one drunk!"

Xie Yue and Hu Liena were the same; both leaned toward the flagon unconsciously, wanting to savor the aroma more carefully.

Chrysanthemum Douluo's eyes lit up, and he completely forgot the purpose of his visit. He, who had been looking to find fault just moments ago, was now thoroughly conquered by the scent of the wine.

He couldn't even be bothered to pour the wine into a cup, nor did he care about the dignity of a Titled Douluo; he simply pressed his lips to the flagon and took a wild gulp.

Gulp—

The crisp sound of swallowing was exceptionally clear in the quiet restaurant.

Chrysanthemum Douluo set the flagon down and let out a long, satisfied breath: "Ha—good wine!"

Following that, Chrysanthemum Douluo picked up a chopstick-full of the silver thread noodles. The strands shimmered with a pearl-like luster under the lights, and the moment they touched his tongue, an unprecedented layering of flavors erupted.

The first bite was a light, fresh sweetness, like the purity of mountain spring water; the second bite was unexpectedly a rich, meaty flavor, like the essence of bone broth simmered for days; the third bite transformed into an elegant floral fragrance, as if he were standing in a spring garden.

Chrysanthemum Douluo's eyes widened. What was going on with these noodles? Every bite tasted completely different, yet they were harmonious and unified, as if he were tasting a symphony of flavors.

Afterward, he tasted the other dishes one by one, each one leaving him astonished.

The Glazed Heart Fruit Salad melted in his mouth, The Grilled Thunder Rhino Ribs were charred on the outside and tender on the inside, And the texture of the Starlight Mottled Pheasant made even a Titled Douluo as experienced as him nod repeatedly in approval.

The three juniors watched from the side with longing, swallowing their saliva incessantly.

Yan's eyes were locked onto the Thunder Rhino Ribs in front of Chrysanthemum Douluo, his expression of wanting to pounce and snatch the food as pitiful as could be.

Hu Liena subconsciously licked her lips and muttered in a low voice, "Grandpa Chrysanthemum is eating so deliciously..."

Xie Yue kept swallowing his saliva, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down as he wished he could have a taste himself.

Unfortunately, Chrysanthemum Douluo was completely immersed in the food; how could he have the heart to notice their reactions?

By the time Chrysanthemum Douluo felt he had eaten enough, only a third of the food on the table had been consumed.

"How can this be?" Chrysanthemum Douluo frowned as he looked at the remaining food on the table.

One had to know that soul masters were different from ordinary people; they needed to ingest a large amount of energy to extract soul power from within their bodies.

Generally speaking, the stronger the soul master, the larger their appetite should be. For a Title Douluo like him, let alone these few dishes, he could easily eat double this amount.

Could it be that what that brat said was true?

Just as Chrysanthemum Douluo was lost in doubt, Lin Feng's voice reached his ears.

"Full?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo was still pondering the issue and didn't react, nodding almost subconsciously.

"That will be sixty-one thousand gold soul coins in total. Thank you for your patronage."

Hearing this price, Chrysanthemum Douluo raised an eyebrow slightly, then burst into laughter.

"Sixty-one thousand gold soul coins?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo's voice carried clear mockery. "Brat, do you really think This Seat is some kind of fool with too much money to burn?"

Although he admitted that the food Lin Feng made was indeed the most delicious he had ever eaten in his life, and that the rich layers of texture and fragrance were truly memorable.

But this price was nothing short of robbery!

"The taste is good, I admit that."

Chrysanthemum Douluo elegantly wiped the corner of his mouth, his orchid-shaped fingers gently brushing his cheek. "But you want This Seat to pay sixty thousand gold soul coins for these measly dishes? Keep dreaming!"

Hu Liena and the other two watched from the side, terrified, their hearts crying out in despair.

It's over, it's over; Grandpa Chrysanthemum is trying to dine and dash!

Yan was on the verge of tears; Elder Chrysanthemum, you are cutting off your own retreat!

Seeing the look of righteous certainty on Chrysanthemum Douluo's face, Lin Feng rested his chin on one hand, his eyes as calm as a stagnant pool. He spoke slowly, his voice laced with a dangerous tone.

"So, you're planning to dine and dash, are you?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo was just about to open his mouth to say, "That's right, This Seat just isn't paying," when the next second, he felt a suffocating pressure rush toward him!