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218 Shy...Shy Lolita Scene? The Master's Words, Protected by the Organizer [Second Update 3K5]

Inside a small pan-fried dumpling shop.

Three women sat side by side.

The space was already cramped, and with three people crammed onto the same side, it felt even more crowded.

The girls' shoulders were all huddled together.

My thighs will occasionally touch.

However... neither Shen Qianqian nor Wen Ruya would give up the opportunity to 'sit with Shi Yan' without any cost.

They stared at each other, Wen Ruya's eyes narrowing dangerously.

Because of the unspoken tension between the two, even the waiter in the shop huddled behind the counter, leaving only Shi Yan's table in the entire dumpling shop.

Although 'Shen Qianqian's' cultivation level is at the Tribulation Transcending Realm.

However... due to various reasons, without revealing her trump cards, 'Shen Qianqian' is almost the weakest Tribulation Realm cultivator.

Wen Ruya, on the other hand, is a formidable figure who has been beating cultivators in the Nascent Soul Realm since the beginning of the Divine Transformation Realm.

Now, with the help of Shi Yan's Dao Heart Power, she has broken through to the Nascent Soul Realm.

Even though the difference between the Nascent Soul Realm and the Tribulation Transcending Realm is enormous, like heaven and earth.

but--

The outcome between the strongest Nascent Soul Realm cultivator and the weakest Tribulation Transcending Realm cultivator remains uncertain.

It's just that Wen Ruya owes Shen Qianqian far too much... so she can't just flip the table directly.

One had squinted eyes, and the other didn't even open his eyes.

The invisible aura between the two was overwhelming, as if they had transformed into two intertwined dragons.

Even though the waiter at the dumpling shop considered himself a worldly person, he still trembled under the boss's urging before bringing the dumplings forward.

"Guest...sir." A trembling voice.

"Our specialty... pan-fried... pan-fried dumplings..."

"Even the most beautiful woman in the Demon Sect, Wen Rumu, from thirty years ago, said it was delicious."

Upon hearing the unexpected name, Shi Yan raised an eyebrow.

Wen Ruya maintained a touching demeanor, "Senior Sister?"

The waiter's heart skipped a beat.

Big, big, big sister! ?

He glanced at Wen Ruya's red strapless palace dress, then immediately looked away.

Although the witches of the Love Sea Demon Sect are much easier to talk to than those of the Hate Drink Demon Sect, it would still be easy and effortless for them to punish me for a frivolous crime.

However, he could still vaguely recognize a familiar mark on the red gauze cover-up that Wen Ruya was wearing.

It's a pattern that looks like a heart with outstretched wings.

If we look at it from Shi Yan's perspective...

The design on the lower abdomen is far more suitable than the soaring blue phoenix of Frost Rainbow Valley.

There's no mistake, that's the totem of the Love Sea Demon Sect.

The waiter was immediately on the verge of a breakdown.

What kind of sect is the Love Sea Demon Sect? It is the largest sect in Youzhou and one of the 'Ten Holy Lands'.

Offending them will definitely lead to bad consequences.

He prepared to place the plate in front of Wen Ruya.

But at that moment, the woman who had been keeping her eyes closed, wearing a light purple pleated skirt, suddenly raised her head.

Even though she had her eyes closed, to the waiter, this woman's gaze was even more 'fierce' than that of the powerful figure from the Love Sea Demon Sect.

His legs were shaking, and he wished he could just run away with his head in his hands.

But... his gaze fell on the girl in the middle.

Yes, a girl.

She possessed a 'childlike innocence' that neither of the two girls beside her had.

She was probably a very young girl, yet she clearly held a dominant position between the two witches.

Give it to me—

Shi Yan stood up and took the plate.

To the waiter's grateful gaze, she seemed like a fairy.

After thanking Shi Yan, he immediately fled behind the counter to hide.

Shi Yan looked helplessly at Wen Ruya and Shen Qianqian beside him and put the plate down.

After being glanced at by Shi Yan, Wen Ruya and Shen Qianqian immediately became 'gentle' and 'timid'.

The two of them immediately went limp.

Shi Yan put down the plate, and then, to the waiter's bewildered gaze, his figure transformed into a gust of wind and disappeared, settling down opposite Wen Ruya and Shen Qianqian.

She held Feng Manlou in her arms.

Wen Ruya and Shen Qianqian exchanged a glance, their eyes both fixed on Feng Manlou.

Feng Manlou was practically standing there, his fur standing on end, turning him into a ball of fluff.

She couldn't see through the cultivation levels of either of the two people in front of her.

He is stronger than Master Shiyan, even stronger than Elder Ma from Frost Rainbow Valley, and stronger than the tree on the back mountain.

It is definitely at least at the Nascent Soul Realm, or even the Divine Transformation Realm.

But these two women, because of the simple action of Sister Shiyan picking them up, immediately focused their attention on them.

They...could actually tell, right?

I realized that I had already taken human form.

In fact, everyone present knew.

Therefore, Feng Manlou dared not do anything too arrogant.

Let alone rubbing against Sister Shiyan's soft fruit, she was so nervous that her tail stood stiffly upright.

Behind Feng Manlou's back, which was unseen, Shi Yan's lips curled up in a smile that was almost malicious and pleased.

"Eat."

"I heard that this pan-fried dumpling shop has pretty good taste."

Wen Ruya and Shen Qianqian exchanged a glance.

Because of their dispute, the kitten actually won.

I wonder what they would think if they had looked more closely and seen Shi Jiuzhou and the Snow Dance Party trapped in their predicament.

"Master...here, have some."

"Sister Shiyan...here, this looks perfectly fried..."

Suddenly, the air inside the store felt intensely hot.

The plates in front of Shi Yan piled higher and higher, and it seemed that a rather subtle competition had begun between Wen Ruya and Shen Qianqian.

Shi Yan looked at the two of them, but didn't say anything, and just ate in silence.

Both experience and reason told Shi Yan that it was best not to say anything more at this time; she should just silently bear the passionate love between the two of them.

It's possible that just being a chatterbox could backfire.

Fortunately——

After equipping himself with the "Life Gu Golden Butterfly", Shi Yan's appetite also subtly improved.

Perhaps it's just psychological.

but--

After eating all the pan-fried dumplings meant for three people and one cat, I still only felt about 80% full.

"Has Shi Lang finished eating?" Shen Qianqian, who seemed to have foreseen everything, took the initiative, picked up a handkerchief, and reached out to wipe Shi Yan's lips.

This is a chance to get up close to the treasure she has always dreamed of.

"Xiaoya...you didn't expect that, did you—"

Suppressing the metallic taste of blood rising in her throat, Shen Qianqian rarely showed a smug smile, "I actually used my precious opportunity to predict the future for something like this."

However, since it was just a simple calculation, the backlash from Heaven's Law wasn't too severe, and she was able to hold back from spitting out blood.

Shi Yan had just finished breakfast, and if he saw blood... that would be bad.

Through the handkerchief, my fingertips had already touched the corner of Shi Yan's mouth.

In this round, Shen Qianqian took the lead.

Just by looking at the smile on Shen Qianqian's lips, Wen Ruya could guess how smug this woman was inside.

To Wen Ruya, this cheerful monster seemed to have started a three-part laugh of "oh ho ho ho".

Faced with Shen Qianqian's 'mockery', Wen Ruya simply reached out and gently tapped the table, "Waiter, another dish, please."

Unexpectedly!

His master clearly still had energy to spare.

Just one more dish would be enough to neutralize Shen Qianqian's advantage of attacking first.

All her efforts to wipe her mouth were in vain.

In the next round, I won't give up easily.

Shen Qianqian and Wen Ruya stared at each other, their gazes seemingly electrifying. Feng Manlou, who was clinging to the edge of the table, felt as if the hairs on his body were being drawn to him by the electric current.