I Want Some Leftover Dishes and Rice... Drenched in Thick Swill!

The skinny tailor shop owner was the first to act, leading his employees to pounce on Yu Xiaogang and strip him of his clothes piece by piece.

First, Dai Mubai's suit jacket was damaged, then Salas's tie, and even his belt and boots were not spared!

Only wearing underwear!

It wasn't that the tailor shop owner was kind-hearted and left him with something to cover his shame.

Taking worn underwear back and reselling it would ruin the brand's reputation.

"Ahhh!" Yu Xiaogang frantically covered his body, his face filled with terror.

But then, his wig was grabbed!

"Wait, that's the only one that won't do!"

Before he could struggle, the skinny boss simply yanked the wig away.

Whoosh!

His shiny bald head was incredibly reflective!

"No--!!!"

"My cool hairstyle!"

Without a wig to cover it, Yu Xiaogang's bald head was fully exposed.

Those who had previously thought he was handsome in his middle age now felt nauseous.

"Ugh! I was staring at him! My eyes!"

"Damn, what a greasy pig's head! I actually admired him!"

"Guards! Gouge out my eyes and feed them to the neighbor's dog as a snack!"

"You've gone too far!" Yu Xiaogang trembled all over.

"Have you all forgotten that I am also Soul Master!"

"His farts are like thunder, Heaven-Shattering Earth-Splitting Luo Sanpao!"

Yu Xiaogang roared, and a fat, purple pig with big ears popped out, sticking its buttocks up high.

"Oh no!" Everyone was greatly alarmed.

Only Laila remained calm, saying, "Thank you for your trouble, sir."

"Alright!" Soul Saint- level aura poured forth.

Luo Sanpao's raised buttocks instantly collapsed, and he let out a terrified whimper.

Yu Xiaogang was dumbfounded.

Laila sneered, "You don't actually think that such a large enterprise of mine has no powerful backers, do you?"

"Guest Elder, please seal his Soul Power!"

"Good!" The Soul Saint Guest Elder made a move, patting Yu Xiaogang twice, and he became no different from an ordinary person.

Seeing that there were no more concerns, the tavern's portly owner personally rolled up his sleeves.

"Damn it, not only did he try to scam me out of food, but he also tried to hit me?"

"Beat him!"

In the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Yu Xiaogang deeply experienced the journey from heaven to hell!

He was pinned to the ground, punched three times in the face, and kicked twice in the lower back!

The robe was ripped off and rolled up on the spot, and the belt and boots were not spared either.

After the people who hit him dispersed, cursing and swearing, he curled up in the corner.

She was only wearing her worn-out underwear and tattered straw sandals thrown to her by the hotel owner.

Of course, these straw sandals could only be purchased on credit.

Because Yu Xiaogang needs to work here to pay off his debts!

"Starting today, you'll be washing dishes in the kitchen!"

"If you can't settle the account in one month, then two months; if two months isn't enough, then a year!"

"If you dare to run, I'll break your legs!"

Yu Xiaogang was dragged to the back kitchen and thrown into a corner.

He leaned against the cold stove, wincing in pain all over his body.

But after he caught his breath, looking at the greasy dishes and rotten vegetable leaves in the corner of the kitchen, he inexplicably felt relieved.

Washing dishes is fine, it's better than dressing up as a pimp and soliciting customers at the entrance of a brothel!

He consoled himself, rolled up his sleeves, and started working.

At dinner time, while the other workers were happily eating their steaming meals around the table, he was still washing a wok that was half his height.

Finally, closing time arrived. Dragging his aching arms, he went to the manager to beg for a meal.

"Let's order." The manager said expressionlessly.

Yu Xiaogang was secretly moved; there are still many good people in the world!

Someone actually let him order food for free when he was down on his luck!

"I want some ham and eggs, a good piece of fried steak, all the side dishes, and a thick sauce on top," Yu Xiaogang said expectantly.

The steward rolled his eyes. "No."

Yu Xiaogang was stunned. "But you let me order..."

"Oh," the manager exclaimed in surprise, "You just order what I tell you to order!"

"Start over!"

Yu Xiaogang had no choice but to settle for second best, "Noodles..."

"No!"

"Steamed bun..."

"No!"

"So what?"

There's nothing there!

Yu Xiaogang:...

"Fine, fine, fine!" he said defiantly.

"I want some leftovers and scraps, a piece of spoiled steak, all the rotten vegetable leaves, and a generous dollop of swill."

"Here you go!" The steward casually scooped a chipped bowl from beside the slop bucket, ladled two spoonfuls of what looked like leftover soup into it, and didn't even offer chopsticks. "Eat up."

Yu Xiaogang looked down and saw rotten vegetable leaves and unidentified dark pieces floating in the bowl, with a layer of oil on the surface, and a sour smell hitting his nose.

His stomach churned. "Manager, is this... is this food for humans?"

"Didn't you order this yourself?" The manager rolled his eyes.

Yu Xiaogang suppressed his nausea, "But this is too..."

"You're eating and sleeping at the shop, what more could you want? You should be grateful you get anything to eat!"

"Fine, don't eat then, we still have to work tomorrow morning anyway!"

After the manager finished speaking, he turned and left, the kitchen curtain swaying loudly as he did so.

Yu Xiaogang stared at the bowl of swill, his stomach rumbling uncontrollably.

He hesitated for a long time before finally picking up the bowl, bringing it to his lips, and taking a small sip with his eyes closed.

The sour soup slid down his throat, and he almost vomited, but he forced it down.

He took a second sip, a third sip... After finishing, he leaned over the stove, dry heaving for a long time, tears streaming down his face.

"Xiao San... Mu Bai..." he mumbled incoherently, "You... you guys, someone come and save me..."

The dim oil lamp in the kitchen flickered, casting his huddled shadow, like a rat thrown into a gutter.

Right there in the kitchen, on the rooftop of the street diagonally opposite, two figures sat side by side.

Ye Hua was holding a freshly fried cake in his hand, taking a crunchy bite.

Hu Liena squatted down next to him, her lips twitching wildly.

"So, this is how you find amusement?"

"Isn't it good?"

"Fine," Hu Liena said, putting her hand to her forehead, "But how cruel."

"I think he should be made to eat raw rotten vegetable leaves; after all, there's still meat in the swill."

Ye Hua:???

Just then, a voice came from behind.

"Earl lord, I have not failed you!"

Ye Hua nodded, "Thank you for your hard work, brothers!"

"You're too kind, sir," the sheriff apologized. "This is His Crown Prince Prince's order; how could we dare not do our utmost!"

To watch the show, Ye Hua asked Qian Renxue for the security team.

Qian Renxue was also straightforward; she didn't even ask what they were supposed to do and simply told them to follow her orders.

Ye Hua gave them several hundred Gold Soul Coin as a reward for watching the show, and then took Hu Liena back to the Crystal Palace.

As for Dai Mubai, who was hiding in the shadows, he was completely dumbfounded!