Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy-Chapter 146 The Price of Narcissism

Once Wu Tian, Qin Yuhan, and the little one were all dressed, they headed to the AK Restaurant. It was a new establishment in Yang City, opened just this year, but some were already saying it was destined to surpass the King Arthur Restaurant.

From the outside, it looked quite ordinary, but inside, it was like a wilderness with fields of grass, trees, and dilapidated cabins. The ambiance was periodically broken by the sounds of mock warfare and gunfire.

Xia Qian was already waiting at the entrance, though no one knew for whom.

To pursue a woman, you have to be thick-skinned. With that thought, Lin Tianlong brazenly walked up to her.

His father started to move to stop him but was held back by his mother. "What are you doing? If our son can land her, our family’s company will be set for life!"

Lin Fa sighed. "Impossible."

Lin Tianlong’s mother grew displeased. "Ever since Lin Fa got that S-rank business evaluation, you’ve been looking down on our son. Let me tell you, my son is a dragon among men!" His father was left speechless.

"Miss Xia Qian, hello, I am—" Lin Tianlong began.

"Don’t bother me, alright?" Xia Qian said coldly.

Lin Tianlong fell silent. Heartbroken and humiliated, he scurried aside.

Lin Fa snorted and left. Staying here was just too embarrassing.

Lin Tianlong and his mother entered the restaurant.

"He’s completely delusional."

"Exactly. As if Xia Qian would ever look at him."

"That mother and son, they’re dreaming in broad daylight."

"..."

Unable to bear the gossip, Lin Tianlong’s mother quietly slipped away.

Lin Tianlong sighed. Ever since my so-called elder brother Lin Fa succeeded in his career, it seems like nothing has gone right for me.

Today, Xia Qian had made a special effort to dress up. She wore a white dress that perfectly accentuated her slender waist, the kind any man would dream of holding. What particularly drew attention, however, were her long, fair legs. A single glance was enough to tell they were firm and supple.

Although she was waiting at the door, she maintained a cold expression for every arriving guest. But the moment Wu Tian arrived, her exquisite, gorgeous face broke into a smile.

"Shareholder, you’ve finally arrived," Xia Qian said as she approached, her beautiful eyes brimming with a smile that was an intoxicating sight.

Before Wu Tian could speak, Qin Yuhan extended a hand. "Thank you for believing in him."

The meaning behind her action was clear: Wu Tian was her man.

The little one in Wu Tian’s arms copied the gesture, reaching out his own small hand. "Hello, Sister."

The business elites who witnessed this were on the verge of tears.

"What an animal."

"Seriously! He already has a wife and child, so why is he still competing with us for Xia Qian?"

"Wait, isn’t that Qin Yuhan? What’s going on between her and him..."

Qin Yuhan no longer wanted to be the woman standing in Wu Tian’s shadow. She had come to recognize his excellence and knew that if she didn’t stake her claim now, he might end up with someone else. That was something she would never allow.

Tonight, many men were destined to have their hearts broken.

"Hello," Xia Qian said, also extending her hand to formally shake the little one’s.

"Wow, it’s just like what PaPa said!" the little one suddenly exclaimed.

Xia Qian’s interest was piqued. "What did your papa say? What’s just like he said?"

I’ve been set up again, Wu Tian thought. He had never once mentioned Xia Qian in front of the child.

"PaPa said your hand is smoother than Mommy’s! It’s true!" the little one declared with a look of pure innocence.

Wu Tian was caught completely off guard. I thought the little guy just wanted to flirt a little with Xia Qian, but I didn’t expect his tactics to have leveled up. After all, a child’s words are supposed to be the most honest and innocent.

Xia Qian glanced at Wu Tian and couldn’t help but smile. However, Wu Tian could feel the murderous intent in Qin Yuhan’s gaze.

Wu Tian was silent, maintaining a calm expression, though inside he felt utterly desolate.

"Come on, let’s head inside," Xia Qian suggested.

Wu Tian nodded. Carrying the little one, he followed her inside with Qin Yuhan.

Xia Qian had booked the entire AK47 Restaurant. Some guests sat directly on the grass, enjoying their meal as if on a picnic. Others dined inside the specially constructed, dilapidated cabins that evoked the atmosphere of war.

The guests were all wealthy and influential, but most of them looked at Wu Tian with a sense of fear, already aware of his formidable power. Still, many had shown up out of respect for Xia Qian. Xiao Tianzan, for one, had specifically put aside his official duties to be there.

"Mr. Wu Tian, over here!" Xiao Tianzan called out as soon as he saw him, his eyes lighting up. He was dining under a large tree.

Xiao Tianzan was dressed casually, but he couldn’t hide the natural aura of a high-ranking official.

"It seems you care a lot about this niece of yours," Wu Tian commented as he walked over.

Xia Qian pursed her lips. "My uncle has always doted on me."

Xiao Tianzan nodded. "I’ve always been preoccupied with government affairs and have long since lost interest in family matters. I have no children of my own, so Xia Qian is like a daughter to me."

Wu Tian nodded. With his power as the Immortal Emperor, he could read fortunes in faces. He observed Xiao Tianzan and could tell the man indeed had the aura of a leader, though it was limited. This meant that Xiao Tianzan would have an opportunity to contend for the highest position, but he was destined to fail in the end. A political failure of that magnitude was like falling from the heavens into a quagmire. Wu Tian could see that Xiao Tianzan’s future involved him becoming nothing more than a minor village chief.

Such was Xiao Tianzan’s fate.

What a pity. However, fate can be reversed!

"Hello, Uncle," the little one greeted Xiao Tianzan politely.

The moment he saw the little one, Xiao Tianzan was utterly charmed. This was a child one simply couldn’t help but adore.

Wu Tian and the others enjoyed their food while playing with the little one. But he was no ordinary child and didn’t simply let anyone pinch his cheeks. The little one quickly fought back, asking questions that made the adults blush with embarrassment, leaving even Xiao Tianzan looking defeated and at a loss for words.

The little one laughed cheerfully.

Among the guests in the AK47 Restaurant were several owners of specialty mask stores from Bang Nation. They were people from Bang Nation who had come here to do business. Cosmetics from their country, especially face masks, had always been very famous. But their sales yesterday had been abysmal. One store hadn’t sold a single mask all day. Their investigation revealed that this was entirely the fault of the new herbal masks. So today, they had spent a considerable sum of money to buy invitation cards from others just to get inside.

"I think the person who created the Herbal Essence must be in Xia Qian’s group. Who do you think it is?" a middle-aged man from Bang Nation asked his compatriots in their native language.

Bang Nation claimed Confucius as their own. They claimed the Duanhuo Festival was theirs. They claimed... everything was theirs. Naturally, they were determined to get their hands on the Herbal Essence.

They began observing the people with Xia Qian. They first glanced at Wu Tian but shook their heads. He’s too young. He doesn’t look like the kind of master who could have developed the Herbal Essence. They then turned their attention to the others.