Chrysanthemum Douluo: Shut Up and Eat!

Upon hearing the words "wasting food," Chrysanthemum Douluo's complexion turned several shades paler in an instant.

He turned his head mechanically to look at the exquisite meal still more than half-finished on the table.

The Cloud Marsh Thousand-Silk Silver Thread Noodles were only half-eaten, the Glazed Heart Fruit Salad was practically untouched, and the majority of the Grilled Thunder Rhino Ribs remained...

"I... I... this..."

Chrysanthemum Douluo's lips began to tremble. He wanted to explain himself, but found he couldn't even form a complete sentence.

Lin Feng slowly sat up from his rocking chair, his gaze sweeping over the leftovers on the table.

"I believe I've already said it, haven't I?"

His voice remained languid, yet the chill seeping through it caused the temperature in the entire dining room to drop by several degrees.

"Waste is not permitted here."

"And the price for wasting food is something you cannot afford."

Although Chrysanthemum Douluo didn't feel any pressure this time, the coldness in Lin Feng's words alone was enough to make his soul tremble with terror.

Hu Liena and the other two watched from the side, trembling in fear, wondering if Elder Chrysanthemum was truly going to meet his end this time.

Feeling that invisible sense of oppression, Chrysanthemum Douluo made a decision almost instantly.

He rushed back to his seat with unprecedented speed and began shoveling the food into his mouth with both hands.

"Mmph! Mmph! Mmph!"

Despite claiming to be full just moments ago, he was now stuffing his face frantically.

The way he wolfed down the food made him look exactly like a beggar who hadn't eaten in three days.

He inhaled a massive clump of the Cloud Marsh Thousand-Silk Silver Thread Noodles in one go, his cheeks puffing out like a pufferfish.

He grabbed the Glazed Heart Fruit Salad with his bare hands and shoved it into his mouth, completely abandoning any pretense of elegance.

The three youngsters watched his display with twitching eyes.

Chrysanthemum Douluo couldn't care less about their stares; there was only one thought in his mind:

Stupid mouth! Eat faster!

If I don't, I'll really die!

Ten minutes later, Chrysanthemum Douluo's face had turned green.

He slumped in his chair, clutching his stomach with both hands, letting out pained groans.

"Wuu wuu wuu..."

He looked utterly wretched.

What was even worse was that a quarter of the food still remained on the table!

"I can't... I really can't anymore..."

Chrysanthemum Douluo's eyes were unfocused, and he felt as though his stomach was about to burst.

He had never imagined that one day he would be stuffed to death in a restaurant.

If word of this got out, where would he, Chrysanthemum Douluo, hide his face?

Just then, he caught a glimpse of Hu Liena and the others nearby.

The three little ones were staring longingly at the leftovers, their drool practically forming a river.

Yan was even more exaggerated; he was leaning right over the edge of the table, his nose inches away, sniffing the enticing aroma with all his might.

"Fragrant... it's so fragrant..."

Hu Liena wasn't much better, her little tongue darting out to lick her lips, her eyes filled with desire.

Although Xie Yue appeared slightly more reserved, the way he kept swallowing hard betrayed him.

Seeing this, Chrysanthemum Douluo's eyes lit up instantly!

That's right!

How could he have forgotten these three little ones?

Their stomachs must have room, and looking at how greedy they were, they would surely be dying to help him finish the leftovers!

"You..."

Chrysanthemum Douluo was about to speak, but Lin Feng's lazy voice cut him off.

"Don't even think about it."

"They aren't high enough in level; they aren't qualified to enjoy level-nine delicacies."

"You must finish it all yourself."

These words were like a bucket of cold water poured over Chrysanthemum Douluo's head, instantly extinguishing his hope.

"What?!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo's eyes widened; he simply could not believe his ears.

"Senior, please, just make an exception!"

"I really can't eat any more! If I keep eating, I'm going to die!"

Only then did Lin Feng slowly open his eyes and cast a faint glance at him.

"The rules here are as they are; there are no exceptions."

"Enjoying a meal above your level? Don't even think about it."

Upon hearing this, Hu Liena and the others felt a wave of disappointment.

They had hoped to snag a free meal, but it turned out they wouldn't even get that chance.

"But... but I really can't eat any more!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo was on the verge of tears.

With no other choice, Chrysanthemum Douluo had to risk his stomach bursting as he continued to force the food down.

"Wuwuwu..."

Chrysanthemum Douluo's complexion shifted from white to blue, from blue to green, and then from green to purple.

His hands trembled as he picked up the final piece of Thunder Rhino Ribs. In his eyes, that meat was no longer a delicacy, but a death warrant.

Lin Feng rested his chin on his hand, watching Chrysanthemum Douluo's pathetic state with lazy amusement, secretly enjoying the sight.

On the surface, however, he maintained his usual air of detached indifference.

"Finished?"

Lin Feng's voice was light and airy, but to Chrysanthemum Douluo's ears, it sounded like a heavenly melody.

"I... I'm finished..."

Chrysanthemum Douluo was bloated like a toad, slumped in his chair, clutching his belly with both hands, his face purple to the point of turning black.

That face, usually so bewitching and alluring, was now twisted beyond recognition, his eyes unfocused, a scrap of food still hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"I... I'm dead... I'm really going to die..."

Chrysanthemum Douluo gripped the edge of the table and stood up shakily, every movement a struggle against his own stomach.

"Yan, Xie Yue, help me up."

His voice was so weak it was painful to witness, completely stripped of the high-and-mighty aura of a Titled Douluo he had possessed upon entering.

Yan and Xie Yue hurried forward, supporting Chrysanthemum Douluo on either side.

But just as the three of them reached the door, Lin Feng's lazy voice drifted from behind them.

"Don't go."

Those two words caused Chrysanthemum Douluo's body to instantly stiffen like stone.

He turned his head slowly, his expression as miserable as it could possibly be.

"Se... Senior, do you have any other instructions?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo's voice was laced with a sob.

What else did this living Yama want?

Could it be that he hadn't suffered enough?

Lin Feng rose slowly from his rocking chair. "I'll let you draw a prize."

"A prize draw?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo froze for a moment, then his eyes instantly lit up.

Right! He had forgotten about that!

Hadn't Hu Liena and the others mentioned that there was a prize draw for dining here?

Although he had been swindled out of over sixty thousand gold soul coins and nearly eaten himself to death, if he could win something good, wouldn't it be worth it?

Lin Feng looked at the system panel.

[Expenditure: 61,000 gold soul coins.]
[System Evaluation: Can be considered a very high-quality leek; can be granted a relatively good reward.]
[Random Reward: Immortal Herb, Extraordinary Velvet Chrysanthemum.]
[Host Reward: Gourmet Points 6,100.]
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for triggering a low-probability reward critical hit. The critical multiplier for this instance is 10; 10x random Immortal Herbs have been deposited into the system space.]

Seeing this, Lin Feng's eyes brightened, thinking how lucky he was to trigger such a low-probability event on his second day of business.

But just as the corners of his mouth began to curl upward, a new line of text appeared on the system panel the next second.

[However, the customer is suspected of dining and dashing, and furthermore, forced down the meal without truly adhering to the purpose of enjoying the food.]
[This system detests such ignorant small-fry the most! Now you want to claim a reward? Keep dreaming!]
[Temporarily modified: The host will only receive one-tenth of the original points, and the customer's prize draw reward is hereby revoked!]
[Host Points Adjusted: 610]

Watching his points shrink tenfold before his very eyes, Lin Feng's expression instantly turned dark.