The Strongest Urban Son-in-law-Chapter 1336 - 1354: Taking Action
The server’s eyes revealed a hint of awkwardness as he said, "They came up following a senior, a powerful level-five Spirit God. It’s his prerogative to have a table and decide how many people he wants to bring."
"Nonsense!" The burly young man erupted in anger, his eyes brimming with fierce murderous intent. "Do you know who we are? We are the representatives from the Demon King Academy attending the God Demon Contest. Is this how you Heavenly Realm people treat guests? I don’t see any level-five Spirit God; I see only a level-four Spirit God and a level-three Spirit God.
There’s also a level-four Spirit King. I’m warning you, you better find us a seat, or if it affects the peace between our Demon World and your Heavenly Rank, can your Priest Restaurant bear the responsibility?"
Upon hearing the burly young man’s words, the server’s face immediately turned grim. So they were the representatives of the Demon King Academy. No wonder at such a young age they had such strong cultivation. The server, with a face full of helplessness, said, "Two esteemed guests, I understand. Please wait a moment; I’ll go and talk to them to ask them to give up the seat for you..."
The burly young man, impatient and domineering, said, "Hurry up! My patience is limited. I’ll give you three minutes, and if this isn’t resolved, don’t blame me for being rude!"
"Yes, yes, yes, please wait!" The server nodded and quickly walked towards Ye Feng and his companions.
The server arrived in front of Ye Feng and his companions, looking at them awkwardly. "Three esteemed guests, I’m sorry. May I ask, what happened to the senior who came up with you?" Herland said, "We don’t know either; he should be coming shortly. Why, is something the matter?" Herland’s eyes showed a trace of confusion.
Herland had already guessed the server’s intention but deliberately asked this.
The server’s eyes showed awkwardness as he said, "Guests, the situation is like this: the rules of our restaurant state that only a level-five Spirit God can have a table here, but your group doesn’t have such a strong figure. Could you possibly relinquish the table to another party, please?"
Herland frowned, "How is that possible? Didn’t you see Senior Bai bring us here?"
The server asked, "Well, where is that senior now? Could he come within three minutes? If so, this table can stay with you. If not, I hope you will vacate it!"
Upon hearing the server’s words, Tian Xin got angry and couldn’t help but say, "You’re being excessive. How could he arrive in three minutes? Besides, this table was ours first; why should we give it up to others?"
The server’s eyes showed a hint of difficulty. After all, the burly young man and the cold young man were representatives of the Demon King Academy and not individuals he could provoke. Thinking about this, the server felt a bit conflicted.
"What happened? Did they agree?" At this moment, the two youths from the Demon Clan approached Ye Feng and his companions, looking at the server.
The server replied awkwardly, "Sorry, I haven’t reached an agreement with them yet. Could you wait a little longer..."
"Wait! Wait my ass! Did I ask you to negotiate?" As soon as the server finished speaking, the burly young man roared furiously, his face turning incredibly vicious. Then he raised his hand and slapped hard.
"Smack!" The server couldn’t react in time and was slapped hard across the face by the burly young man. The massive force knocked the server to the ground, leaving him dizzy and uncomfortable.
The burly young man angrily rebuked, "I told you to command them to leave, not negotiate!"
Then, the burly young man looked at Herland and his companions and said, "You three, get out of here. If you don’t have the strength, don’t come here to eat. Is this place open to all sorts of riffraff? I’ll count to three; stand up from your seat immediately, or don’t blame me for being rude. My patience is limited, understand?"
Then, the burly young man started counting, "One..." Herland and Tian Xin anxiously looked at Ye Feng.
Ye Feng slowly opened his eyes; at this moment, he was almost done refining the negative energy within, interrupted by the burly young man, which made Ye Feng quite upset.
Ye Feng’s expression turned grim, and he said coldly, "Leave! Or die!"
Suddenly, Ye Feng’s pure killing intent exploded, and he locked eyes with the burly young man, who was momentarily stunned, feeling as though he had encountered the biting cold, quickly enveloping him.
The burly young man felt as if he might be frozen into an ice sculpture, and involuntarily retreated a few steps back, taken aback by Ye Feng’s frightening gaze.
However, the burly young man quickly recovered, feeling a surge of anger and humiliation. He was the second most talented figure in the Demon King Academy, yet he was intimidated by a level-four Spirit King, which he found very embarrassing.
"You bastard! What kind of look is that? Do you believe I won’t gouge your eyes out?" The burly young man shouted angrily.
Ye Feng slowly stood up and said calmly, "Do you really think that because you’re a representative of the Demon King Academy, I won’t dare to kill you?"
Ye Feng was completely composed, appearing serene, with no trace of emotion in his eyes, looking at the burly young man as if he were staring at a dying person. That calm gaze made the burly young man feel very apprehensive.
They hadn’t expected Ye Feng to exert such immense pressure, making them feel intimidated.
"Die, you bastard!" The burly young man roared, feeling that his proud self-esteem was violently attacked, which made him extremely upset, furious to the extreme, instantly raising his aura to the utmost.
"Crackling~~" In an instant, the burly young man was surrounded by thunder.
