The waiter looked at Qin Yi with a cold smile, "You're serious."

Qin Yi smiled and said, "Isn't this face sincere enough?"

The waiter's face was full of hostility, "I admire you, being able to laugh at this time, it seems you don't know what foolish thing you've done, daring to dine and dash here, I think you're lighting a lantern in a restroom... seeking death. Soon you'll be crying."

Qin Yi chuckled, "Can I work off my debt?"

"Do you know how much the things you ate are worth? Even if you worked here your whole life, you couldn't pay it off."

Qin Yi laughed, "Can you give me a discount, then I can pay it off."

The waiter looked at Qin Yi with a sinister coldness, pointing at him, "You're finished."

After speaking, he shouted towards a few waiters in the distance, "Quick, call the shopkeeper, someone is dining and dashing here."

This shout not only reached the distant waiters, but also attracted the surrounding diners' attention to Qin Yi.

One waiter turned and ran upstairs, apparently to find the shopkeeper.

"Really brave, daring to dine and dash here."

"Looks like he's new to Sin City and doesn't know the background of this shop."

"Anyway, dining and dashing here will definitely result in a miserable end."

The surrounding diners were all talking, faces full of schadenfreude. However, no one recognized Qin Yi, making him a bit annoyed.

At this moment, if someone shouted, "It's Qin Yi," those present would be terrified, how awe-inspiring it would be. These fools are clamoring to kill him, but they can't even recognize him sitting right in front of them. A missed chance to show off.

Qin Yi glanced at the waiter, "Hey, can you not say it so harshly, I never said I wouldn't pay."

"Then take out the money," the waiter coldly replied.

Qin Yi shrugged, "The money isn't on me."

The waiter sneered, "Enjoy your last few seconds, after eating so much, letting you die full is a bargain."

"Alright!" Qin Yi happily picked up his chopsticks and began eating with relish, occasionally sipping wine, quite enjoying himself.

The waiter bit his teeth in hatred. He's worked here for so long and never had the chance to drink such good wine. But seeing Qin Yi about to die, he endured, treating it as farewell wine.

"Thud thud...!"

Rhythmic footsteps sounded on the stairs.

Everyone instinctively looked in that direction.

A well-rounded, satin-clad, fair and plump middle-aged man descended the stairs.

The waiter eyed Qin Yi, "Our shopkeeper is here, you're dead."

The surrounding diners all threw schadenfreude-filled glances at Qin Yi.

The waiter hurried over and whispered something to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper glanced at Qin Yi, nodded slightly, and then walked towards him.

Qin Yi smiled, this chubby fellow has solid cultivation, reaching Unification Early Stage. But running such a restaurant, naturally, he must possess some skills.

The shopkeeper stopped before Qin Yi, clasping his fists, "I've heard this guest is short on cash, is that true?"

Qin Yi's lips curled, "Actually, I do have money."

The shopkeeper laughed, "So it's a misunderstanding? I said, who dares to freeload here? Isn't that seeking death?"

Qin Yi said earnestly, "I have money, just didn't bring it. You need to send someone to fetch it; I can give you ten times the meal cost."

The shopkeeper's eyes gleamed, looking at Qin Yi, "That's simple. Tell me where, and I'll send someone to fetch it."

Qin Yi smiled, "Sword Sect, they owe me five million gold coins and ten thousand top-quality Earth Spirit Stones. Send someone to fetch it."

The shopkeeper was stupefied on the spot.

The diners were also awestruck.

After a while, the shopkeeper's face darkened, "Guest, are you toying with me?"

Going to Sword Sect for money, isn't that seeking death?

"Is this guest from Sword Sect? If so, the meal could be waived."

The shopkeeper switched to a smiling face, unable to offend Sword Sect; a meal for goodwill is fair.

Qin Yi shook his head, "I am not from Sword Sect."

The shopkeeper's face darkened again, not from Sword Sect, yet asking me to collect money there?

Qin Yi added, "But Sword Sect owes me money."

The shopkeeper sneered, "Sword Sect owing you money is your business. What's it got to do with the meal here? Clear personal debts individually, my establishment isn't a debt collector."

Qin Yi helplessly shook his head, "How do you do business with a brain like that, truly dense. I've said it so clearly, haven't you thought of anything? Damn it, showing off in front of folks like you is really tough."

The shopkeeper stared at Qin Yi, "What on earth do you mean?"

Qin Yi sighed, exasperated, "Five million gold coins, ten thousand top-quality Earth Spirit Stones. Doesn't it ring a bell?"

The shopkeeper's gaze turned sinister, "What are you talking about? Stop pretending to be mysterious, if you've got money pay up, otherwise we'll have to find another way."

"Five million gold coins, ten thousand top-quality Earth Spirit Stones, why does that sound familiar?" a diner muttered.

Actually, everyone found this number familiar, but couldn't immediately pin it down.

Not everyone was clueless; a diner suddenly stood up, nearly knocking over his chair, and exclaimed, "Sword Sect's Execution Order, killing Qin Yi rewards five million gold coins, ten thousand top-quality Earth Spirit Stones, and elder status. Could it be..."

Everyone suddenly understood, looking at Qin Yi, eyes filled with exploration.

The shopkeeper also realized, vigilantly glaring at Qin Yi, "Are you Qin Yi?"

"Damn, you finally got it, your brains are a real headache. Yes, I'm Qin Yi, no question about it. Now do you believe Sword Sect owes me money?"

Qin Yi acknowledged his identity, making everyone like flies around carrion, eyes green with greed staring at him.

"Qin Yi is mine, no one better try to take him, or don't blame my knife for not recognizing anyone."

A diner shouted, unsheathing a long knife, directly charging at Qin Yi, swinging the blade fiercely at Qin Yi's head.

That person wasn't weak, Divine Separation Middle Stage, a capable fighter.

Yet, he forgot he's facing Qin Yi, a fierce one who challenged Sword Sect's branch. If he were easy to handle, would Sword Sect issue an Execution Order?

Greed blinds reason, Sword Sect's bounty made them lose basic judgment.

Thus, their rashness led to a grim fate.

As the cold long knife was still centimeters from Qin Yi's head, he raised two fingers and clamped the blade.