The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, becoming a disciple of Yue Buqun.

"Why are you in such a hurry to leave, sir? I feel an instant connection with you and have so much to say to you."

The woman chuckled sweetly, her voice incredibly alluring.

Jiang Ning's brows were already furrowed as he stared at her.

Seeing Jiang Ning's obvious displeasure, the woman's expression stiffened for a moment.

Is she really that unattractive?

"Alright, young master, please wait a moment."

The woman got up, glanced at Jiang Ning with a somewhat resentful expression, and then turned and went into the kitchen.

Jiang Ning continued to survey the restaurant.

I don't know why, but ever since I entered this town, Jiangning has felt that there is something strange about it.

There's a feeling I can't quite describe.

While Jiang Ning was looking around the restaurant, his gaze also fell on several other diners.

At this moment, the diners were still drinking. There were several dishes on the table, but judging from the dishes, they hadn't touched them much; they were just drinking.

These people were sitting at several tables, and they appeared to be strangers to each other.

One person picked up a wine glass and drank.

Ok?

Jiang Ning noticed that the man was dressed as a farmer, but he had calluses on his hands, relaxed shoulders, a straight back, bright eyes, and a steady hand holding the wine glass.

His eyesight was excellent; he could see that after the man picked up the glass, the wine inside swayed very little.

This person practices martial arts.

Jiang Ning immediately formed an opinion in his mind.

Not only this person, but the others were also martial arts practitioners.

Although these people were dressed differently—some as farmers, some as street vendors—they were all skilled martial artists.

These people are watching me.

Jiang Ning keenly noticed this.

Although these people didn't show it, their eyes had been on him ever since he entered the restaurant.

For example, the farmer-dressed martial arts practitioner that Jiang Ning had noticed earlier was always facing away from him, seemingly drinking, but his eyes were constantly on Jiang Ning. His posture was casual, but his arm muscles were taut, as if he was ready to strike.

Besides this person, the others were the same.

They thought they had hidden themselves very well, but Jiang Ning saw that their plan was full of flaws.

Jiang Ning narrowed his eyes slightly after noticing the unusual behavior of these people.

"Sir, your food is here!"

At this moment, the woman came out of the kitchen carrying plates of food and a pot of wine.

"We apologize for keeping you waiting, sir."

The woman swayed her hips and walked over gracefully, exuding charm.

"This is the best wine in our shop, a rare find. I don't usually give it to just anyone."

The woman unscrewed the wine pot, turned over the wine glasses on the table to pour wine for Jiang Ning, and said something as she did so.

Thank you.

Jiang Ning smiled and made a move to take the wine glass, but it slipped from his hand as if he hadn't held it properly.

"Hey."

Jiang Ning let out a soft cry and reached out to grab it, but the woman reacted quickly and caught the falling wine glass.

"Please be gentle, sir."

The woman retorted angrily.

"It's not a big deal that the glass is broken, it's just a pity about the wine."

Jiang Ning glanced at the wine glass; only a little wine had spilled inside.

"The proprietress has amazing skills."

Jiang Ning smiled.

The woman glanced at Jiang Ning sweetly, her eyes alluring, and said in a coquettish voice.

"I have an even better skill, sir, would you like to try it?"

Jiang Ning smiled upon hearing this but remained silent.

"Don't you feel bored drinking alone, sir?"

The woman sat to Jiang Ning's right, leaning against the table with her hands supporting her chin, looking at Jiang Ning. Her sleeves slid down with her movements, revealing her two white forearms.

Jiang Ning looked at her: "Boss lady, would you like some drinks too?"

"Good."

The woman responded with a smile, then picked up a wine glass from the table and poured herself a glass, but didn't drink it. Instead, she spoke to Jiang Ning.

"Sir, are you a young swordsman traveling the world, punishing evil and promoting good, carrying a sword?"

"more or less"

Jiang Ning smiled and said.

The woman looked at the sword on the table with a hint of curiosity.

"Then you must have used it to kill many people, sir? It must be very sharp, right?"

Jiang Ning looked at her with a slight smile on his lips.

"My sword kills without drawing blood. Do you want to see it?"

Chapter 323: The Battle Erupts

"I would love to see it sometime."

The woman chuckled softly.

Jiang Ning smiled, said nothing, and then picked up his wine glass to drink.

The other diners in the hall were drinking silently, but they had been paying attention to what was happening. When they saw Jiang Ning pick up his glass, they slowed down their movements, and one of them even put one hand under the table.

Jiang Ning had already brought the wine glass to his lips, but stopped a second later and put the glass on the table.

"What's wrong, sir?"

The woman paused for a moment, then smiled again.

"Drinking alcohol on an empty stomach is bad for your health. I'll eat some food first."

Jiang Ning smiled.

"I see."

The woman's smile returned to its natural state, and she teased, "Sir, you're quite young, yet you seem to know a lot about health and wellness."

Jiang Ning picked up his chopsticks, about to take some more food, but then paused.

"What's wrong, sir?"

The woman's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.

"Are you members of the Demonic Sect or the Songshan Sect?"

Jiang Ning placed his chopsticks on the table and asked casually.

"what?"

Before the woman could react, she instinctively asked a question, but Jiang Ning had already reached out and slammed her head onto the table.

boom!

Jiang Ning's sudden attack caught not only the woman off guard, but also the people pretending to be diners nearby.

Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!

Suddenly, the roof of the lobby on the first floor shattered, the wooden planks burst open, creating seven holes, and seven figures fell from above.

call out!call out!call out!

The diners stopped pretending and took out their weapons to surround Jiang Ning.

At this moment, people poured in from all directions, surrounding Jiang Ning.

"idiot."

At this moment, someone in the crowd spoke up, looking at the woman in Jiang Ning's hands with a look of disgust.

"I told you to just take action, but she insisted on poisoning me. She deserved to die."

The others remained silent, all staring intently at Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning glanced around and saw that these people were all strong and powerful, and their auras were not ordinary.

"help me……"

Jiang Ning pressed the woman's head firmly onto the table, but she dared not make the slightest movement.

She could feel the terrifying force pressing down on her head; if she made any unnecessary movements, Jiang Ning would immediately crush her skull.

Despite being surrounded by a large crowd, Jiang Ning showed no sign of worry or fear, an attitude that earned him the admiration of several powerful individuals among them.

"As expected of King Ning, he is cautious enough, even when facing death, he remains fearless."

One of them spoke, his tone full of praise for Jiang Ning, ignoring his companion's pleas for help.

"hehe."

Jiang Ning laughed upon hearing this and asked, "Did Ren Yingying send you? Or was it Zuo Lengchan?"