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But the gentle smile on his face does not make people feel disgusted, but gives people a sense of nobility that is approachable.

However, it would be better to say young man rather than man. After all, he doesn't look that old, no more than 25 years old, about the same age as the students of the nearby University of Tokyo.

It’s just that the other person was wearing a light gray suit, which made him look a little more formal.

"Oh, okay..." Master Yue's original embarrassment had disappeared. He nodded and quickly glanced at the little girl who was smiling at him, and the young man beside her who was asking her gently and in a low voice if she was wet.

This is a couple.

Master Yue lowered his head to judge, he was very sure, and they were an extremely well-matched match.

"Are you students from the University of Tokyo?"

Master Yue skillfully put the noodles into the noodle cooking net and then hung them into the soup pot. The milky white and slightly reddish thick soup was bubbling and exuding a rich aroma.

It looks and tastes pretty good.

"No, we are tourists."

The girl answered with a smile, her lively eyes made Master Yue feel emotional. He really didn't expect that the other party would have this attitude. Normally, shouldn't girls look at him as a pervert if they were caught?

It was this generous and playful attitude that made Master Yue feel a bit favorable towards the two and he decided to give them an extra portion of barbecued pork.

"Oh, you're here for tourism? Judging from your accent, you must be a foreigner, right? From China? Or the Peninsula?"

Master Yue chatted idly.

"Chinese."

The young man answered in a low voice, picked out a bottle of sake from the shelf next to him, took out two porcelain cups, and gently asked the girl next to him.

"Xia Mi, do you want to drink?"

"Come on, warm yourself up. Tokyo is really cold. Izu is supposed to be hot."

The girl pouted cutely, thought for a moment, and then nodded happily.

Master Yue could understand Chinese, so he showed a kind smile. If the students saw this, they would be surprised that Master Yue, the lustful old man who always ate both meat and vegetables, could actually be kind.

Shouldn't he discuss with his male classmates which female classmate has bigger breasts, better bodies, prettier faces, or which porn star has better voices or whiter skin?

But the lecherous old man can be kind sometimes.

"Huaxia is great, it's much bigger than Neon."

"Oh, Master, have you been to China?" the girl named Xia Mi asked with a blink.

The master who came to greet him was indeed a little stiff.

"I...I haven't been there."

Then Master Yue seemed reluctant to bring up the topic and asked, "Do you want to visit Todai? I have connections and can introduce a few students to take you on a tour."

"No, no need."

The young man shook his head and refused: "We still have some official business to attend to. Well, when you are in the world, you can't help yourself. It seems that the vacation has to end early."

"I didn't expect that you are already working? Are you overseas personnel?" Master Yue guessed a reasonable answer. After all, with this temperament and appearance, he is likely to be an overseas personnel.

"I guess so. I was sent by the school to teach a lesson to the disobedient branch members."

"That's really hard work and troublesome."

Master Yue understood, and he quickly served two bowls of ramen with barbecued pork, one with chopped green onions and other condiments, and the other without.

"Please use it."

But at this time, Master Yue finally noticed the mobile phone that the young man had placed aside.

The back of the phone is facing upwards, and behind the black shell is a brilliant silver mark, a thriving world tree.

Chapter 260: Let me introduce myself - I am the Dragon King! Send me money!

That is the mark of the World Tree.

Uesugi Yue was very familiar with this mark.

The hand he handed over was a little stiff, and his eyes changed subtly in an instant.

Now he suddenly remembered what the young man said, they came here with a mission...

What kind of mission would that be?

For example, to capture an emperor who has been on the run for many years and abandoned his responsibilities? A former gangster supreme? A ramen chef who has been making ramen for sixty years.

The Supreme of the Underworld... It's such an old word. It jumped out of Uesugi Yue's memory and appeared in his mind along with the two people who just said that they were from China.

Uesugi Yue's expression looked somewhat ferocious under the dim light, and his black eyes, which were still clear despite his age, seemed to be glowing slightly.

"Master, aren't your hands hot?"

The girl's ethereal voice interrupted Uesugi Yue's memories.

...

"..."

Uesugi Yue put the bowl of noodles down heavily. His fingers had turned red from being in contact with the hot bowl for too long.

But Uesugi Yue didn't care.

He raised his neatly combed white hair. He was wearing the white linen work clothes of a ramen chef, but now he looked like a samurai in white. Although he was old, he was full of imposing manner.

When he made contact with the girl's curious eyes, the rising momentum melted away like ice and snow.

"Not hot...I wonder what business you two are here for in Tokyo?"

Uesugi Yue's change only lasted for a moment, and he soon returned to the appearance of an ordinary ramen chef, as if the old samurai who had just shown his sharp edge did not exist.

He inquired about the news as if nothing had happened, while pushing the vinegar jar forward.

...

"Thank you." The young man added politely while eating his noodles.

"We are here to find a madman who wants to be a god. The world is not very peaceful anymore, and people's thoughts are becoming more and more extreme."

Uesugi Yue heaved a sigh of relief. Dreaming of becoming a god? That had nothing to do with him. He had been a ramen chef for sixty years, and he would continue to be a ramen chef for the rest of his life.

So Uesugi Yue shrugged his shoulders, stuffed the exposed Maria Ozawa disc deep into the shelf, and said perfunctorily.

"Right, right. What kind of civil servants are you? You look so young. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone..."

The two of them didn't say anything, and Uesugi Yue continued to talk to himself.

"I heard those students who came to eat noodles say that 2012 was the end of the world, but that has nothing to do with an old man like me who is already half buried in the ground."

"Indeed, the Mayan era predicted that the end of the world would come in two years. I heard that there were four great civilizations in the world, which were eventually destroyed by four terrible disasters."

Listening to the young man's serious words, Uesugi became a little irritated. He didn't want to bring up such a heavy topic, which had nothing to do with Ramen Youth and his ordinary daily life.

"These are things that have not been verified. Who knows if these civilizations actually exist? Maybe the experts are lying."

"Those old guys are not willing to work for the fruits of their labor like me. They are a bunch of decent guys. They might be drinking with some young girl and telling lies to deceive ordinary people like us."

Hearing Uesugi Yue's complaints, the pretty girl who was sitting there eating noodles with difficulty and puffing up her cheeks chuckled softly.

"Pfft~"

This attracted Uesugi Yue to come over.

"What I said is not right."

"That's right, those old guys are all bad as hell!"

The girl's answer made Uesugi Yue very satisfied. When people get older, they like to look at more energetic young people and start to become nostalgic.

In this way, the old master wiped the table top with a towel laboriously to keep every corner clean.

Although this wooden van is old and dilapidated due to the passage of time, it still looks very clean.

The young man and woman opposite were eating noodles quietly.

"After you finish eating, it's time for me to go back." Uesugi Yue said as he sat back on his little chair.

"Does the master live here?"

"Yes, it's the old house at the back of this street."

Uesugi Yue pointed to the old houses at the back. It was incredible that this street in the most prosperous area of ​​Tokyo could still maintain the appearance of decades ago.

The young man nodded in understanding, picked up the bowl and took a sip of the fragrant noodle soup.

"Burp~ I'm done eating."

"Me too."

Seeing that the two seemed to be preparing to pay the bill and leave, Uesugi Yue finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Maybe it's just a coincidence.

After all, who would care about an old man like him? Even if they knew, they would be old guys, not these young people.

"Thank you for your patronage. Three hundred yen."

A very affordable price compared to Tokyo which is very expensive.

But the young couple, who seemed to have plenty of money, had no intention of paying the bill.

The boy coughed lightly and seemed a little embarrassed to ask.

"Um...can we settle this with a story?"

"..."

The air became sluggish.

There is no doubt that after saying this, Master Yue's expression changed a little. The smile on his face disappeared, making his face look frighteningly serious.

It would be difficult for most people to look him in the eye, and they would feel panic in their hearts.

But this young couple is definitely not ordinary people.

The handsome young man still maintained a sincere smile as he looked at Master Yue who stood up and looked down at him.

"If you don't have money, I can treat you to a meal, but you don't need to tell stories. I'm going to close my stall soon, so please go back."