378: Chapter 310 378: Chapter 310 The snack shop owner looked at Ding Ling with concern but dared not to expose the woman.
“Owner, bring us some food, quick,” Xiaozhi said to the shopkeeper, glaring at him.
Someone entered the snack shop and glanced at her; Ding Ling was aware of it.
She saw that the man looking at her had low cultivation, merely at the fifth level of the Qi Refinement Realm, and didn’t pay much attention to someone of such low cultivation.
Mo Wen noticed it too, but he also didn’t take the man seriously.
In their eyes, this oily and powdered aristocrat was just staring a few times more at them, not daring to make a move.
“Bring a plate of beef and a plate of mutton for this young master,” the man ordered the shopkeeper.
“Yes, young master,” the shopkeeper wasn’t sure if the aristocrat would dine and dash but didn’t dare to refuse serving food.
The beef and mutton had been stewed before dawn, and they were kept warm on a stove.
The shopkeeper told his boy to serve the beef and steamed buns that were meant for another table first.
He personally served the beef and mutton to the young master, and had another boy help pack the buns and mutton for the other table’s guests.
Seeing the boy bringing them steamed buns and mutton, Mo Wen and Ding Ling washed their chopsticks, ready to eat.
The young master, seeing that the man and woman at this table had been served, was just about to scold the shopkeeper for being too slow when he saw the owner carrying a tray with two dishes on it.
His eyes rolled and he told the shopkeeper,
“Put the dishes on that table.”
“Young master, this…” The shop owner didn’t quite understand the young master’s intention.
Was he intending to treat them by sending food their way, or was there another meaning?
“Our young master told you to do it, so just do it.
How can you ask so many questions?”
The young master’s lackey intervened, brown-nosing and scolding the shopkeeper.
“Okay!”
The shopkeeper dared not disobey and put the dishes on Ding Ling’s table.
Ding Ling and Mo Wen frowned at the annoying man.
Did he dare to try something tricky?
“How fortunate, friends.
It’s our first meeting, and I feel like we have a connection.
I’d like to share a table with you and get to know you two better,” the powdered young master bluffed.
This young aristocrat with oily hair believed he was being suave, and also thought that by lowering himself to their table, they should be grateful.
Ding Ling’s brows knitted together, her eyes flashing.
She had already seen through the aristocrat’s bad intentions, which he thought he was hiding so suavely while continually staring at her.
Mo Wen had guessed that this man’s so-called friendship was aimed only at Ding Ling.
The aristocrat’s gaze on Ding Ling grew more ardent with the belief that she was a Heavenly Immortal descended to earth, and felt that the man beside her was unworthy of her presence.
How dare he sit so close to a Heavenly Immortal!
Hmph, he thought to himself, just wait until I send him away; if he doesn’t leave, I’ll have someone kill him.
“We don’t welcome you here,” Ding Ling said angrily at the young master, feeling like throwing the meat dishes onto another table.
“Fairy, don’t be angry now.
You’re so beautiful; how can you afford to be angry?” the young man coaxed.
The powdered aristocrat, seeing Ding Ling’s angry face, found her even more appealing; all the women he had met feared him and were submissive, which he found boring.
The girl before him was interesting and had character, which aroused his desire to conquer.
Without regard, the young master found a stool and sat down, the meat right in front of him, and the shopkeeper then brought him chopsticks.
“Scoot over…” The more Ding Ling listened to the man, the angrier she got.
Normally so gentle, she did not understand why a fire was burning in her heart today.
In the past, in the Immortal Sect or outside, she also encountered bullies who tried to harass her.
Back then, she endured it by herself and managed to escape by any means possible.
Today, she didn’t know if it was because Mo Wen was by her side or because her heart was otherwise engaged, but the man before her simply annoyed her.
“What are you saying?
Do you know who our Princess is?
To speak to our young master like that; do you wish to not live anymore?” Xiaozhi the servant, as usual, was throwing his weight around next to the young master.
“Hmph, I don’t care who you are.
I just don’t want to eat with you,” Ding Ling retorted mockingly.
If these two had comparable strength to them, she would have chosen to tolerate them.
Even if the young aristocrat’s family was powerful, given his low cultivation, he would still be a nobody in the Cultivation World.
“Looking for a beating, aren’t you?
This woman is quite maliciously beautiful, daring to talk to our Princess like that,” Xiaozhi said maliciously.
After being told to “get lost” by Ding Ling, the powdered young aristocrat couldn’t save face and became angry.
His chest heaved with fury, and before he could say anything else, his servant’s words were exactly what he wanted to hear, believing that once these two learned of his identity, they would be terrified and beg for mercy.
“Hmph, no matter what your identity is, I simply don’t like eating with you,” Ding Ling was thinking of sending these two flying or tossing the man’s dishes to another table.
But she was stopped by a look from Mo Wen, feeling like she couldn’t eat in this restaurant anymore.
At that moment, Mo Wen called out loudly, “Shopkeeper, is our food packed yet?”
“Coming right now,” the shopkeeper replied.
The shopkeeper had already noticed that the overbearing young master had taken a fancy to the woman and felt sorry for her; he hoped they would leave soon, pay him, and get out of there quickly.