Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

Sanjiao entered the restaurant, and the woman leading the group glanced around the lobby and immediately called out, "Boss, bring the food!"

The waiter hurriedly bowed and stepped forward, a cautious smile plastered on his face: "Three esteemed guests..."

"I'm sorry, it's lunchtime today and we're completely full. Would you like to wait a moment, or perhaps try another restaurant?"

The woman's gaze fell directly on Xie Xiaoyi and Murong Wei's table: "Full? Aren't there still empty seats over there?"

Before the waiter could react, she waved her hand and said, "We'll squeeze into a table with them!"

After saying that, Sanjiao sat down at Xie Xiaoyi's table without saying another word, her movements both domineering and natural, as if the table was rightfully theirs.

The waiter's expression changed, and he wanted to say something.

The shopkeeper behind the counter quickly gave him a meaningful look and shook his head slightly, signaling him not to say anything.

These three old ladies are used to running rampant along the coast. If you really anger them, they'll tear down your shop.

Seeing his boss's reaction, the waiter shuddered, immediately shut his mouth, shrank his neck, and retreated to the side, not daring to utter another sound.

As soon as the three beauties sat down, six pairs of eyes were fixed on Xie Xiaoyi, scanning him from head to toe without any attempt to hide it.

He had a roguish yet handsome face, a tall and straight figure, broad shoulders and a strong waist, and a neat black shirt that accentuated his well-proportioned and muscular physique, giving him an explosive presence.

Their gazes slid down their backs to their waists, then subtly swept downwards, landing on their firm, shapely buttocks. At the same time, their eyes lit up.

That waist, those hips, that figure—

They were practically the dream waist and hips that the three sisters had been searching for their whole lives!

The three men were increasingly satisfied with what they were doing, even fantasizing about what positions they would use that night, laughing frivolously and unrestrainedly.

The woman in the leopard skirt stared at Xie Xiaoyi and smiled: "Little brother, you're really handsome. That waist looks strong. How are you tonight?"

Xie Xiaoyi glanced at Murong Wei, and seeing that she ignored him, he gave an awkward smile: "It's alright, it'll do."

His smile made him look even more handsome, and the woman in the tiger-patterned skirt immediately followed up with a teasing laugh:

"Little brother, it's so boring eating alone. It's much more fun eating with your older sisters."

The woman in the tiger and leopard-patterned skirt simply took action and went straight to slap Xie Xiaoyi's buttocks:

"Exactly, the older sisters always hate smelly men, but the younger brother is handsome, so he's an exception. Would you be willing to 'have three women in one night'?"

Xie Xiaoyi wasn't afraid of her taking pictures, but he was afraid that Murong Wei would get angry, so he dodged to the side.

The woman in the tiger and leopard skirt missed her target, but instead of being annoyed, her eyes lit up with even greater interest.

If he were to directly let me touch his butt, it would be boring; this dodging and weaving is more likely to ignite my desire.

"You've got a great physique. Tonight, we can have three sisters surrounding one brother, or one brother taking over three sisters!"

The three men became increasingly frivolous as they talked, and their hands began to wander.

Xie Xiaoyi, however, feigned a push, pretending to refuse while actually welcoming.

He has never experienced what it's like to have a triple kill.

If Murong Wei hadn't been there, he might have given in to their advances, given his lecherous nature.

Murong Wei had already gently put down her chopsticks, her knuckles clenched so tightly they turned white, and her palms were taut with strength.

She was already in a state of turmoil because of the Kunlun Heavenly Sword Sect, and now she saw these three women openly flirting with her man.

Xie Xiaoyi still dared to pretend to cooperate, did she think she couldn't see through it?

Her anger flared instantly, and with a slam of her hand on the table, Murong Wei stood up abruptly.

"Where are you putting your hands?!"

Sanjiao's face darkened—

Is this pretty girl tired of living?

How dare she speak to them like that? Everyone knows how formidable the Eight Eccentrics of the Coast are, yet she's not afraid.

The woman in the tiger-patterned skirt shouted sternly, "Where did this girl come from, daring to interfere in the affairs of the Eight Eccentrics of the Coast?"

The woman in the leopard skirt retorted, "I think you're courting death!"

The woman standing to the side, dressed in a long dress embroidered with tiger and leopard patterns, had a ruthless glint in her eyes.

She suddenly grabbed Xie Xiaoyi's hand and pressed it against her chest without saying a word, blatantly provoking him.

"What, is this your man?" She looked up at Murong Wei, her smile arrogant and contemptuous.

"Nizi, let me tell you, I've set my sights on your man. Today, he belongs to the three of us sisters."

Xie Xiaoyi had a hundred thieving thoughts about touching the enormous breasts under the tiger skin, but upon seeing Murong Wei's gaze,

My heart skipped a beat; my desire to steal turned into cowardice, and I dared not cause any more trouble.

With a sudden burst of strength, he flung the woman's hand away, quickly retreated behind Murong Wei, and obediently hid himself.

"Let me tell you, my wife is incredibly formidable. You'd better not mess with her. To be honest... I wouldn't dare to mess with her."

Upon seeing this, Sanjiao immediately sneered, her face full of disdain.

"She's just a delicate girl, do you think we'd be afraid of her?"

"She's incredibly arrogant; we'll deal with her too today!"

Murong Wei's eyes turned cold, and her aura exploded instantly as she prepared to make a move.

The shop owner was so frightened that his face turned pale. He scrambled out, waving his hands wildly: "Heroes and heroines!"

"Don't fight! Please don't fight! Our small shop has low profits and can't afford any more losses!"

Xie Xiaoyi casually pulled out a heavy silver ingot from his pocket and tossed it over with a "whoosh".

"Shopkeeper, go away. When my wife gets angry, I can't stop her. Don't try to persuade her either."

The shopkeeper hurriedly caught the silver, and subconsciously bit it into his mouth. Upon closer inspection, he realized it was genuine pure silver!

This one ingot is more than enough to smash a few tables and chairs, or even dismantle and rebuild the entire store!

His eyes lit up instantly, and without daring to say another word, he grabbed the silver and turned to shout, "Quick, quick, hide inside!"

He pulled the waiter behind the counter, shrinking himself completely and not daring to show his head.

When the diners in the restaurant saw this, they knew something serious was about to happen, so they all got up and hid far away, not daring to breathe.

Sanjiao's face darkened completely.

"Alright, so you're going to be fiercely protective of your husbands, huh? Well then, today I'll show you that the Five Coastal Tyrants and Three Beauties aren't to be trifled with!"

Murong Wei took a step forward, her true energy pulsating faintly, her eyes as cold as ice.

"Let me tell you, you've run into me today. If it were my senior sister, you'd probably be scared out of your wits."

After hearing Murong Wei's words, Sanjiao immediately sneered and retorted with a face full of disdain: "Senior sister? Who are you trying to scare!"

In this coastal region, even if the Heavenly King himself came, he would have to bow down to us, the Five Tyrants and Three Beauties!

"Little girl, I think you're asking for trouble, daring to put on airs in front of us!"

No sooner had she said that than Murong Wei moved.

All I heard was—

Crackling sounds!

Boom!

clap clap clap!

ahhh-

After a series of loud screams and shouts, everything finally quieted down.

The diners stared in disbelief and were all stunned.

The arrogant and domineering Sanjiao was now lying sprawled on the ground.

They were all bruised and swollen, their heads swollen like pigs' heads, blood trickling from the corners of their mouths, and the woman in the tiger and leopard frivolous skirt even spat out several teeth.

The three of them couldn't even cry, only groaning softly.

These are the Eight Eccentrics of the Coast, infamous for their ruthlessness, and even the government dares not interfere with them!

How could I have been beaten up like this by a woman who looks so delicate and beautiful?!