CHAPTER 369: CHAPTER 369: THEN TODAY YOU’VE SEEN IT

In the restaurant’s main hall, the crowd watching the scene with schadenfreude gradually grew stiff, staring at the black-clad youth as if witnessing a monster.

They knew Nangong Jie might get embarrassed, but they never imagined the opponent would crush him in such a brutal and violent manner in an instant.

Watching the casual demeanor of the black-clad youth, it was as if he had nonchalantly swatted away a fly, without changing his posture at all. This meant their strengths were not on the same level!

It should be noted, Nangong Jie was a somewhat famous Sixth Rank master within a radius of a few hundred miles!

No matter how bad his reputation, his strength was certainly present!

Take another look at the youthful features of the black-clad youth, no older than seventeen or eighteen at most.

That means...

A Fifth-rank, or even Fourth-rank master at seventeen or eighteen?!

Sss~

Drawing a cold breath, the seasoned Jianghu old hands felt an inexplicable sense of powerlessness, as if the older generation was being swept away by the younger wave.

Ever since the court had a monster-like Duke Yu, young prodigies have been emerging like bamboo shoots after a rain in Jianghu, leaving no room for the elderly to survive!

On the other hand, Zhu Haomiao didn’t pay attention to this minor incident, waving off the trembling coquettish youth beside him.

"Stand down."

With a slight shiver, the coquettish youth nodded dryly.

"Thank you, young master."

Completely uninterested in his departure, Zhu Haomiao stared at Zhao Nuo, whose large, moist eyes were filled with curiosity.

"Brother, so boys can also..."

"No, they can’t."

Gently flicking her forehead, Zhu Haomiao sighed heavily.

"Kids shouldn’t learn such nonsense."

"Wah~"

Habitually covering her forehead, Zhao Nuo pouted indignantly.

"I... I’m almost ten, not a child anymore!"

"If I say you are, then you are!"

"Brother, you’re bullying me again!"

"Don’t like it? Tough!"

"Wah wah wah..."

Roughly rubbing the young emperor’s head, Zhu Haomiao grinned maliciously, then heard a trembling voice nearby.

"C-Customer, do... do you still want to order?"

Turning his head, he saw the shop assistant standing by, shaking like a leaf, his smile more like a grimace.

Zhu Haomiao: "..."

I just casually swatted away a rebellious Nantong, why are you all scared?

I’m not some devil!

"Bring one serving of all your house specialties!"

"Yes, customer, please wait a moment."

Seeing the shop assistant scurry into the kitchen, Zhu Haomiao suddenly noticed that the surrounding guests were also hastily settling their bills and leaving, as if afraid of getting into trouble.

Soon, only Zhu Haomiao’s table was left in the spacious hall, with various delicious dishes served in a steady stream.

But after just a few bites, Zhao Nuo wrinkled her little face.

"Brother, it’s not as tasty as yours."

"Nonsense! When you’re out, don’t be picky!"

The two chatted idly, and Zhao Nuo suddenly looked at a large hole in the wall, curiously asking.

"Brother, is that guy dead?"

"I held back, he shouldn’t be dead."

"I fear the Demon Sect won’t let this slide. Look, everyone has run away."

"It’s fine, with the Heavenly Conference approaching, all sorts of demons and ghosts have gathered. Even if we flip the table now, we can achieve about ninety percent of our goals."

With that, Zhu Haomiao picked up a chopstick full of green vegetables and placed it in Zhao Nuo’s bowl, sighing helplessly.

"Compared to the Demon Sect’s troublemakers, I am more troubled by your pickiness; eat more vegetables, or you won’t grow tall!"

"I don’t like this, it’s bitter!"

"Bitterness clears the fire."

"Wuwu~"

As Zhao Nuo whimpered while chewing the vegetables, a few burly men, exuding murderous intent, entered the restaurant. After surveying their surroundings, they walked straight towards Zhu Haomiao.

The leader, wearing a forceful outfit, strode to Zhu Haomiao, looking down at him condescendingly.

"Feng Zhaobai, is it?"

"Committing crimes near our Holy Sect’s main hall and still daring to eat at ease?"

The man took a step forward, slightly leaning forward, deliberately exuding an imposing aura, and looked at the boy with a cold smile.

"In my many years in Jianghu, I’ve never seen such an arrogant junior as you!"

Setting down his chopsticks, the black-clad youth glanced at him impatiently.

"Well, today you’ve met one."

The cold smile on the man’s face instantly froze, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes, but before he could act, Zhu Haomiao swatted his hand like chasing a fly. The violent Qi force hit the group like a tidal wave, sending them flying and crashing onto the street outside the restaurant.

Bamthud~

The group, knocked silly, groaned in low pain, feeling the strange force penetrating their marrow, like electricity coursing chaotically within, with energy vibrating their meridians like live creatures, causing their inner breath to go haywire, numbing their bodies, unable to muster any True Qi.

After a good while, they gradually regained their breath, supporting each other and standing up, casting a glance at the dark entrance of the restaurant with a trace of fear.

As seasoned veterans of Jianghu, they knew too well the terrifying martial arts realm contained in that offhanded, effortless wave.

Such power, they had only seen in famous martial artists with years of renown.

"Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Sect... Feng Zhaobai..."

Grinding his teeth, chewing on these two names, the leader knew the other had already shown mercy, spitting out a word with hatred.

"Go!"

On the other side, taking advantage of the chaos to spit out the vegetables, Zhao Nuo once more grabbed a bowl of verdant leaves. Zhu Haomiao gestured to the secretive shopkeeper observing from the corner.

"Customer, is there something you need?"

The portly shopkeeper walked up, trembling, with a bitter smile.

"Do you have any rooms available here?"

"..."

Instinctively wanting to say no but fearing the other might have some lie-detecting method, the shopkeeper battled against himself for a few seconds and nodded helplessly.

"There is a Heaven-class top room available."

"Good, clean it up for me."

At this moment, a stunningly beautiful woman entered the restaurant. Upon seeing the empty hall, she slightly furrowed her brows, and when her gaze fell on Zhu Haomiao, her dazzling pupils instantly shrank to pinpoints.

"Li..."

The words she uttered were not yet fully formed when a spirit light, observable by no one else, exploded between Zhu Haomiao’s eyebrows, causing him to vanish without a trace, only to abruptly reappear before the woman.

[Gale Force·Spirit Rhinoceros]!

Faced with the five fingers aiming for her throat, the woman’s body folded backward as if boneless, surrounded by layers of illusions, instantaneously projecting dozens of figures, each escaping in different directions.

Neither the naked eye nor any breath could distinguish between real and fake. Squinting, Zhu Haomiao’s Spiritual Rhinoceros radiance from his brow shone intensely, rendering all illusions as fleeting images, leaving only the true form perfectly reflected in his mind.

"Heh~"

With a cold chuckle, the black-clad youth’s Divine Thought condensed, and the woman who had reached the doorway instantly froze, not daring to move.