Journey to the West: Starting by taking Sun Wukong as my disciple!-Chapter 272 Awkward Encounter

Gently swept over.

Huh, Yang Jian’s sword-like eyebrows raised, and there was actually a hot pot from the Flat Peach Banquet!

It seems Tian Peng was right, this hot pot is indeed from Chaos Residence.

When he first arrived, he thought he had taken the wrong path. After the last feast, Chaos Residence had undergone such earth-shattering changes!

Not only the exterior and interior had been changed, but even the menu had been updated to such exquisite standards.

"Brother, hurry up and choose!" Behind him, Yang Chan murmured impatiently.

She could hardly wait any longer, while her second brother just sat there doing nothing.

Pulled back to reality by Yang Chan’s words, Yang Jian flipped through the menu once more and said, "Give me a portion of sweet and sour pork ribs."

As soon as the words fell, Yang Chan squeezed forward.

"It’s my turn, my turn!"

Yang Chan eagerly took the menu from Yang Jian’s hands. She was starving and flipped open the menu.

They actually have hot pot here!

Then, Yang Chan’s eyes were tightly drawn to the pictures on the menu, and her heart leapt with joy when she saw the hot pot description and photos.

She blurted out, "Shopkeeper Chen, give me a portion of hot pot!"

After the second brother came back from the Flat Peach Banquet, he kept mentioning the taste of the hot pot to her, driving her crazy with craving!

Since Shopkeeper Chen had it, she definitely wouldn’t miss out!

"Quick, quick! It’s my turn now!" Xiaotian Dog rushed over as well when he saw this.

The counter was a bit high, but luckily, Xiaotian Dog was big now, and with a push off his hind legs, his front paws were already on the countertop.

With his tongue hanging out, Xiaotian Dog craned his neck to look at the menu still open in Yang Chan’s hand.

Hot pot?!

Xiaotian Dog was startled. Wasn’t this the dish that Tian Peng boasted about to him?

Shopkeeper Chen actually has it?!

This was from the Flat Peach Banquet, wasn’t it? Xiaotian Dog was puzzled, but thinking about what Tian Peng had said, he had an epiphany.

After all, Tian Peng had mentioned that the head chef of the Flat Peach Banquet was Shopkeeper Chen’s disciple!

"Shopkeeper Chen, Shopkeeper Chen! Give me... give me a portion of that hot pot too!" Xiaotian Dog barked out.

Looking at the exquisitely beautiful picture, Xiaotian Dog’s mouth watered, and his clear saliva dropped from the tip of his tongue, startling him into a panic.

He quickly lowered his head abruptly and with a big bite, swallowed the saliva before it could land on the countertop.

That was close, Xiaotian Dog breathed a sigh of relief.

If any saliva had spilled onto Shopkeeper Chen’s clean counter, he might have ended up as dog-meat soup today!

Ever since he came back from Yun Zhongzi, he always felt like someone was out to eat him, and he had been rather unsettled.

Seeing this, Chen Nuo couldn’t help but twitch the corner of his mouth, not expecting Xiaotian Dog to have such wily tactics.

"Why are you copying me?" Yang Chan was somewhat dissatisfied.

Xiaotian Dog rolled his eyes, unabashed.

"When have I ever copied you? I’ve always wanted to eat the hot pot."

This was indeed the truth. He had visited Chaos Residence far more times than Yang Chan and had nearly tried all the dishes there.

With a new dish available, of course he would choose the new one, besides, Tian Peng had already bragged about it in front of him so many times, how could he allow him to continue being so arrogant?

"Then you need to pay," Chen Nuo interrupted before Yang Chan and Xiaotian Dog could continue bickering.

Chen Nuo was in a very good mood, two orders of hot pot, something he didn’t even need to prepare himself, time-saving, and convenient.

Upon hearing this, Yang Chan was the first to react, smoothly paying one-tenth of her mana.

Yang Jian pondered for a moment, then punched himself in his Heavenly Eye, instantaneously contorting his stoic face with the intense pain.

Tears streamed down, and he positioned the crystal ball just under his face. A total of four tears, exactly four tears, fell into the crystal ball, completing the payment.

He gently pressed his hand against the Heavenly Eye and enveloped it with mana to return it to normal, leaving Haotian utterly baffled by the scene.

Paying like this, why involve self-harm? Shopkeeper Chen’s payment methods at Chaos Residence really are strange and varied.

Finally, it was Xiaotian Dog’s turn.

Xiaotian Dog was also quite straightforward, casually taking out a treasure to pay the bill.

A Golden Immortal level Magical Treasure? Haotian was stunned, surprised that Xiaotian Dog’s meal would cost so much.

But if that’s the case, doesn’t that mean...

Haotian had a face full of dark lines, wondering if he was now on the same level as a dog?

This was too embarrassing!

Chen Nuo, on the other hand, was somewhat disappointed. He had thought Xiaotian Dog could take out the other two Executioner Immortal Swords he had obtained as payment for the meal, but it turned out to be just an ordinary item.

"Wait a moment," Chen Nuo said faintly, gently getting up and heading to the kitchen.

Yang Jian came back to his senses, glanced at Haotian’s location, said nothing, and led Yang Chan to the seat farthest away.

Without Chen Nuo, and because of Haotian, Xiaotian Dog didn’t dare make a fuss, and the atmosphere in the hall became tense again.

Yang Chan and Xiaotian Dog both reined in their presence, pretending they didn’t exist.

At last, Haotian was the first to break the silence.

"On the day of the Flat Peach Banquet, why did you come?" Haotian asked.

It was something that he still couldn’t wrap his head around. After all, his nephew had never once come to previous Flat Peach Banquets.

So why this particular time?

A trace of awkwardness flickered across Yang Jian’s face, followed by a cold voice, "I went because I felt like it. Since when are there so many whys?

"If you have an opinion about it, I won’t go again."

If his mother hadn’t strongly urged him, he wouldn’t have gone at all.

Even though his mother’s spirit had now been awakened, it didn’t mean that the hurt she had suffered before was covered up.

He didn’t need to be pleasant-faced, nor would he forgive so easily.

Haotian: "..."

He was just asking. What did this mean?

He had always wanted to improve his relationship with his nephew, but Yang Jian’s stubbornness was just too much, compounded by his belief that he was the culprit responsible for his mother’s death.

So, after so many years and numerous attempts, he hadn’t achieved his goal, and their relationship was even more like fire and water.

Sigh, how exhausting.

"I knew it, without me, you would be like this," Haotian said.

Just as the two of them were locked in a dead-end standoff, a gentle voice sounded.

Haotian was startled by this sudden voice, but then he found it incredibly familiar, furrowed his brows, and couldn’t help but start racking his brain.

Yang Jian, of course, knew where the voice came from, and looking at Yang Chan, his eyes filled with reproach.

Yang Chan clutched the Precious Lotus Lantern, feeling very wronged by Yang Jian’s look—it wasn’t her who took out the lantern.

Ever since the Precious Lotus Lantern became the resting place for her mother’s spirit, it had also come under her mother’s control.

The voice had come out on its own just now; what could she do?

"Yao Ji! That’s Yao Ji’s voice," Haotian said excitedly, standing up abruptly.

Yang Jian turned away and said coldly, "You heard wrong."

"Impossible!"

Haotian shook his head rapidly.

"I could never mistake that voice!!!" Haotian insisted, having reached the latter stages of becoming a Quasi-Saint, how could he still experience auditory hallucinations?

He would never forget that voice!

Haotian hurried over to Yang Jian’s seat, staring intently at him, afraid to miss any expression.

"What’s going on?" Haotian demanded.

However, Yang Jian showed no fear and retorted without hesitation, "Perhaps, it’s your own guilt!"