Chrysanthemum, You're Quite Bold

Feeling this terrifying pressure, Chrysanthemum Douluo almost instinctively moved to summon his martial soul to resist.

Extraordinary Velvet Chrysanthemum!

However, to his horror, that golden chrysanthemum, usually so overbearing and peerless, failed to bloom even a single petal.

There was absolutely no reaction!

It was as if it had been firmly suppressed by some invisible force!

"How is this possible!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo roared inwardly, cold sweat instantly soaking his back.

He was a level ninety-five Super Douluo!

In the entire Spirit Hall, aside from Pope Bibi Dong and the Great High Priest Qian Daoliu, who else could suppress him to the point where he couldn't even release his martial soul?

Yet, this young man in front of him, who looked to be in his early twenties...

"Boom!"

The next second, an even more terrifying pressure crashed down like Mount Tai.

Chrysanthemum Douluo felt his legs go weak, and his entire body uncontrollably knelt to the ground.

"Crack!"

His knees slammed heavily into the wooden floor, the immense impact causing spiderweb-like cracks to spread across the boards.

"Elder Chrysanthemum!"

Hu Liena and the others shivered on the sidelines.

They had expected a fierce battle to break out between the two, the kind that would be impossible to call!

But in the end, a dignified Elder of Spirit Hall, a level ninety-five Chrysanthemum Douluo, had been forced to his knees by nothing more than a glance?

The impact of this scene was more shocking than anything else!

"What level of powerhouse is this senior exactly?" Yan swallowed hard, his voice trembling.

Lin Feng, meanwhile, maintained his indifferent expression, resting his chin on one hand with a gaze so calm it was unsettling.

He spoke slowly, his voice light and airy, yet it carried the threat of death.

"Eating my food on my turf, and you want to skip out on the bill?"

"Chrysanthemum, you've got some nerve."

Chrysanthemum?

Usually, if anyone dared to address him with such an insulting nickname, Chrysanthemum Douluo would have made them understand exactly why flowers are red!

As an Elder of Spirit Hall, how could he allow his dignity to be trampled upon?

Even when facing Ning Fengzhi, one of the masters of the Upper Three Sects, the other party would still show him some respect.

But now, let alone teaching the other party a lesson, he couldn't even stand up, and he could be killed by the other party at any moment!

Cold sweat poured from his forehead, large beads dripping from his cheeks onto the floor.

That face, usually so enchanting and seductive, had turned as pale as paper, his lips trembling slightly.

Only now did he finally understand why Hu Liena and the others had acted so respectfully.

Hu Liena and her companions watched the scene, their hearts practically leaping into their throats.

Yan's face flickered between green and white; he wanted nothing more than to rush over and slap Chrysanthemum Douluo across the face.

Why did you have to come here acting like a big shot? Now look, you've gotten yourself into a mess!

Xie Yue and Hu Liena were so nervous their palms were sweating, terrified that if Lin Feng became even slightly displeased, he would just finish Chrysanthemum Douluo off.

Yet, they dared not step forward to plead for him.

After all, they were very clear about their own status as mere nobodies.

If they rashly stepped in to beg for mercy, they might end up dying before Chrysanthemum Douluo did!

The standoff continued.

Chrysanthemum Douluo knelt on the ground, shivering, his clothes soaked through with cold sweat.

Lin Feng sat in his rocking chair, his expression so detached it was unnerving.

This eerie atmosphere filled the entire restaurant with a sense of oppression.

Yet, at this moment, Lin Feng was already complaining in his heart.

Damn it, I warned you so you would pay up obediently, why don't you get it?

And these three little leeks on the side, couldn't they have reminded Chrysanthemum Douluo?

I've been acting so obviously, and you're all still standing there like wooden stakes!

Lin Feng roared wildly in his mind, but on the surface, he remained perfectly composed.

There was no helping it; he couldn't break character!

He gave a light cough and spoke once more.

"Yue Guan, I will ask you one more time."

His voice remained indifferent, yet it carried an unquestionable majesty.

"Are you trying to dine and dash?"

The words were clear enough; he might as well have told Chrysanthemum Douluo to "pay up immediately."

Chrysanthemum Douluo's lips trembled as he finally realized the situation.

That's right!

Hadn't his conflict with this mysterious senior started over the price of a meal?

Sixty-one thousand gold soul coins.

Was it expensive?

Not at all!

In the face of life and death, what was money?

Forget sixty thousand; even if it were six hundred thousand, as long as he could save his own skin, Chrysanthemum Douluo wouldn't even blink!

"I... I wouldn't dare! I shall pay the bill at once."

Chrysanthemum Douluo's voice shook like a leaf. His right hand reached toward the storage soul tool on his left wrist, preparing to retrieve the money.

However, his hand was shaking as if he were in the late stages of Parkinson's.

He didn't know if it was from extreme nervousness or because the pressure had hindered his soul power circulation.

After fumbling for a long time, he couldn't manage to pull out a single gold soul coin.

In his anxiety, Chrysanthemum Douluo simply ripped the storage soul tool from his wrist and threw it with a clatter at Hu Liena's feet.

"Nana, go pay the bill for me!"

Hu Liena stared at the glittering storage soul tool on the floor, stunned for two seconds before she reacted.

She crouched down and picked it up cautiously.

"Sixty-one thousand gold soul coins..."

Hu Liena muttered to herself as she began to take out the money.

One, two, three...

Seeing this, Chrysanthemum Douluo grew frantic!

What time did she think it was? Why was the girl still counting them one by one?

He felt as though every second lasted a year; the pressure weighing down on him made it difficult even to breathe.

"Nana!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo's voice turned hoarse, sounding like a rooster being strangled by its neck.

"Just give the senior all the gold soul coins inside! Stop counting!"

Hu Liena finally snapped out of her daze and hurried to the counter.

She dumped the entire contents of the storage soul tool out in one go.

Clatter!

A pile of shimmering gold soul coins instantly covered the table!

Aside from the coins, there were various priceless gems, jade, and even several high-value gold cards.

The pile of coins sparkled under the lights, looking like a miniature mountain of gold.

Yan and the others stared with wide, unblinking eyes.

Good heavens, Elder Chrysanthemum was truly wealthy!

Lin Feng looked at the pile of treasure on the table and raised an eyebrow slightly.

How many points could all these gold soul coins be exchanged for?

Unfortunately, he could only collect the payment he was owed.

However, on the surface, he maintained his calm and detached demeanor, glancing at the mountain of gold before silently reciting:

"System, collect the payment."

In the next instant, the pile of glittering gold soul coins on the counter vanished as if snatched away by an invisible hand, instantly shrinking by a large portion.

Sixty-one thousand gold soul coins, not one more or one less, disappeared without a trace.

The remaining coins and gems lay quietly on the table, unmoved.

Hu Liena's eyes widened, and she rubbed them instinctively.

"What... what kind of technique is this?"

Kneeling on the ground, Chrysanthemum Douluo witnessed this miraculous sight, his inner shock reaching an unprecedented peak.

Such precise control was simply beyond the scope of his understanding!

Lin Feng, however, merely waved his hand dismissively. "I'm just a restaurant owner, not a robber."

"Integrity is the bare minimum."

Looking at the pile of gold coins and various gemstones remaining on the table, a flicker of slight regret crossed Lin Feng's eyes.

With so much money right before his eyes, it was truly a pity that he couldn't take it all to exchange for points.

However, as a boss with principles, he would take only what was owed and not a single copper more.

This was what one called professional ethics in the restaurant business!

Following this, Lin Feng snapped his fingers lightly.

In an instant, the terrifying pressure weighing down on Chrysanthemum Douluo vanished without a trace.

"Many thanks to you, Senior, for showing mercy!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo scrambled up from the ground and bowed deeply to Lin Feng.

But Lin Feng's next sentence made Chrysanthemum Douluo, who had just thought he'd escaped a catastrophe, feel his scalp tingle once more.

"Now that the matter of the dine-and-dash is settled, shall we talk about the matter of wasting food?"