After a long while, the chef sighed softly, said nothing, and ladled the stir-fried dish into a plate.

"Table number three, your food is served!"

……

At this moment in the hall, Qian Xingning's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

Hmm? This is... a faint killing intent?

His peripheral vision glanced towards the kitchen, but only slightly before he looked away.

Looks like this is a shady business?

Immediately, Qian Xingning leaned forward slightly: "Little Jingheng."

"Remember what I said: don't touch anything here, including water."

Upon hearing this, Chen Jingheng was taken aback and turned to meet those golden eyes.

He was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized what was happening and nodded slightly.

Is it... that someone is watching them?

Thinking of this, the boy's back tensed almost imperceptibly for a moment, then quickly relaxed.

As expected, it has to be Lord Xingning. Even without soul power, his experience over so many years is beyond what ordinary people can match.

……

In reality, Chen Jingheng was overthinking it.

Although Qian Xingning did not possess soul power, his soul was still at the god level, and he could perceive every subtle change in his surroundings.

However, to ensure everything went smoothly, Chen Jingheng began to secretly circulate his soul power so that he could strike at any time.

Qian Xingning smiled slightly as she looked at him.

well.

Just then, the waiter's enthusiastic voice rang out from behind.

"Coming right up—you two have been waiting!"

The waiter carried a large tray, on which dishes and soup were neatly arranged.

The cumin-flavored rabbit meat is steaming hot, and the spicy rabbit leg is sprinkled with white sesame seeds and chopped green onions.

The shredded rabbit meat in sweet bean sauce is bright red, and it is served with a plate of finely shredded cucumber on the side.

"Your order is complete! Cumin rabbit meat, spicy rabbit leg, and shredded rabbit meat with sweet bean sauce. The soup and cold dishes are also ready, and the rice will be here shortly!"

The waiter, while setting out the dishes, said with a smile, "Please enjoy your meal, and feel free to call me if you need anything!"

As each dish was placed on the table, an enticing aroma wafted through the air. The spiciness of cumin mingled with the savory flavor of rabbit meat, gradually filling the space and making one's mouth water.

If we disregard the fact that this is a shady restaurant, the chef's skills are indeed excellent, even comparable to those of the restaurants in Wuhun City.

It's a pity that while his skills were excellent, he didn't follow the right path.

Chen Jingheng looked at the dishes on the table, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

But then, remembering what Qian Xingning had just said, she picked up her chopsticks, placed them lightly on the edge of the plate, and then put them down.

"What's wrong, sir?" The waiter saw Chen Jingheng put down his chopsticks and came over to ask with concern, "Is the food not to your liking?"

"No." Chen Jingheng looked up and smiled. "I've never seen such fragrant food before. I can't bear to eat it."

Upon hearing this, the waiter chuckled, "Sir, you're quite the joker! The food won't taste good when it's cold. Please enjoy it while it's hot!"

After saying that, he turned around and went to greet the other guests.

Then, Qian Xingning lowered her eyes and began to think of a solution.

Since the person behind this shady shop harbors evil intentions towards them, they are probably not a proper Soul Master, but rather an evil Soul Master that the Spirit Hall has been cracking down on.

Why is the Martial Soul Branch Hall here doing nothing?

In a city of this caliber, the Martial Soul Branch Hall should, in theory, have a Hall Master who is at least a Soul Master, so there shouldn't be any situation where they are unable to defeat the opponent.

Even if you can't win, you can ask for help from the next higher-level sub-palace.

Is it because they didn't notice, or... have they already stooped to the level of going along with it?

……

A moment later, Qian Xingning suddenly raised her hand and covered her forehead with a pained expression.

"hiss--"

Seeing this, Chen Jingheng understood immediately and quickly followed suit, shouting, "Waiter!"

The waiter had just finished pouring tea for the next table when he heard the commotion and hurried over: "Sir? Sir, what's wrong?"

Qian Xingning raised her head, forced a smile at the waiter, and then reached for the money pouch at her waist.

He was in a bit of a hurry, and it took him a couple of tries to untie it. Then he casually picked out a few silver soul coins, didn't count them, and stuffed them directly into the shopkeeper's pocket.

"Waiter... the money for the dishes."

The waiter glanced down at the silver coin in his palm and instantly beamed with joy.

They gave too much money, a lot more than they should have.

Before he could even speak, Qian Xingning had already looked at the boy opposite her: "Xiao Jingheng, my headache is acting up again, it hurts terribly, help me to the clinic."

Upon hearing this, the boy stood up abruptly, quickly walked around the table, and reached out to support Qian Xingning: "Slow down."

"The clinic isn't far. I just passed by and saw it. It's on the street around the corner."

After saying that, Chen Jingheng led Qian Xingning slowly toward the door.

The waiter stood there, clutching the silver soul coins, watching the two figures disappear into the distance, momentarily stunned.

"Oh, sir! How about your dish—"

"No, I don't want it."

The waiter opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing more.

He glanced down at the silver soul coins in his hand, then at the untouched food on the table, and muttered to himself, "This wind came way too suddenly..."

……

As soon as she stepped out of the restaurant, Qian Xingning quickened her pace.

The weak appearance he had just shown during his headache disappeared the moment he stepped across the threshold. He then led Chen Jingheng quietly into a side road, and then into an even narrower alley.

Tsk, it's better to rely on yourself than on others. The Martial Soul Branch Hall is probably unreliable.

The two walked on and soon reached the end.

There was nothing ahead except for some dilapidated city walls.

The city wall is not high, but it is definitely not short either.

Qian Xingning stopped at the base of the wall, turned around, and took one last look at the way she had come.

Looks like I haven't caught up yet.

"Walk."

Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Jingheng emitted a blue light from his body, tapped the wall twice with his toes, and then carried Qian Xingning over the wall.

Outside the city was a vast, empty field, where waist-high weeds rustled in the night wind.

The two did not stop, but crossed the wasteland and hurried away from the city.

……

As the fire on the stove in the restaurant's back kitchen went out, the man in gray lifted the curtain and walked in.

"Those two must have discovered it and ran towards the outskirts of the city." The man in gray walked to the table, picked up the teapot, and took a sip.

Upon hearing this, the chef paused in his tidying-up movements and looked up at him.

The man in gray placed the teapot on the table with a dull thud, and a slow grin spread across his face. "But this makes things easier for us now."

With that, he turned and walked towards the back door. "Let's go, we can't let the fish we've got swim away."

A useless person with no soul power, a mere kid—this opportunity is hard to come by.

"Hmm." The chef nodded, said nothing more, and followed the man in gray out the back door.

Although that good-for-nothing has no soul power, his aura must be much stronger than that of an ordinary person.

Once he devours those two people, he'll be able to break through the bottleneck of the Soul King realm...

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