If you disturb your guest’s meal, please go away.”
One of the waiters yelled at the beggar.
But because the beggar was holding the table where Yang Haoran and the others were eating, they did not dare to act rashly.
If the beggar goes crazy, Yang Haoran's table may be overturned.
The beggar glared at the waiter and picked up a pair of chopsticks with one hand.
"You're such a despised person, why do you think I'm not a guest?
Look at this huge table of food, even just a few of them can't finish it.
If you don’t believe me, ask this little brother if he would like to invite me to sit down and have a few drinks?”
The beggar pointed at Yang Haoran, looking as if he should take it for granted.
The waiter quickly smiled apologetically at Yang Haoran.
"Sir, I'm sorry for disturbing your meal.
Let’s drive him out now.”
Yang Haoran smiled slightly, waved his hand and said, "No need.
You are here as a guest, I will treat this brother to have a few drinks.
If he breaks anything, it's on my account."
The guy was stunned for a moment, then he breathed a sigh of relief.
If Yang Haoran does this, it will be easier for them to explain to their superiors.
"In that case, I'll take my leave, sir. I'll use you at your leisure."
As soon as the waiter from Zuixianlou left, the beggar started eating without any courtesy.
It looked like he hadn't eaten in many days.
Mu Qishan looked playful and said nothing.
Mu Qing looked disgusted and fanned his nose with his hand.
"You are just a fool. Do you know him? Just invite someone to dinner?"
The beggar looked up at Mu Qing and grinned, showing his yellow teeth.
Mu Qing was so disgusted that he could no longer eat it.
“We didn’t know each other before, but now we know each other, right?
Besides, I don’t eat this little brother’s food for free. This little brother needs to thank me.
He took advantage of it!"
Mu Qing frowned: "I'm so embarrassed.
If you can't even pay for food, what good things can you get?
No wonder he is so poor, he must always brag to the point where he is blown away by his boasting."
But the beggar didn't care, and he ate all the food left on the table.
Finally, after drinking three glasses of wine, he leaned back on the chair, burped a few times, and looked satisfied.
"What does a little girl know? It's not a good habit to judge people by their appearance. You can easily suffer losses.
If someone hadn't been walking with you, you girl would have been beaten to death without even leaving the city."
"Meow!"
The Xuanling tabby cat barked in agreement.
The beggar's words spoke to the cat's heart.
Needless to say, if Mu Qishan was not here, he could turn this little girl into a steamed white sheep.
Mu Qing was immediately angry: "I want you to take care of it! You are not welcome here, get out of here after eating!"
Mu Qishan straightened his face: "Mu Qing, pay attention to your words and behave like a lady."
The beggar was not angry. Instead, he crossed his legs and picked his teeth with his hands.
"I'm not eating you, what are you shouting for?
If you pay for it, I won't be shy about eating it."
As he spoke, the beggar looked at Yang Haoran with a smile.
He took out a golden number plate from his body.
"Little brother, I keep my word and I will never eat your food in vain.
This thing is considered as food money, you don't need to thank me, I'm just so generous.
Let that guy who looks down on others regret it, eat and drink enough, and leave!"
After the beggar finished speaking, he left the chair very quickly.
Yang Haoran instinctively wanted to grab the beggar, but he didn't even touch him.
That familiar feeling never goes away, but I can't remember where I've seen it before.
Mu Qishan sighed: "Second brother, stop chasing me.
That man's strength is not inferior to mine, and his outfit is definitely a deliberate show-off."
Also, those who have the cultivation level of the Golden Core Stage are not considered weak in the spiritual world, and they will never be reduced to the level of beggars.
While Yang Haoran was thinking hard, Mu Qishan had already picked up the number plate left by the beggar.
Mu Qing was angry at the side: "What's the use of being strong? You're just as shameless!"
Just as he finished speaking, there was a sudden sound of breaking through the air.
A black spot went straight to the center of Mu Qing's eyebrows.
Seeing that Mu Qing couldn't escape, Mu Qishan hurriedly tried to stop him.
But the speed was a beat slower, and Mu Qishan's expression suddenly changed.
With the speed and power of that hidden weapon, it could definitely kill Mu Qing.
Seeing that the hidden weapon had reached the center of Mu Qing's eyebrows, Mu Qing screamed and could no longer escape.
However, he heard a pop sound, and the hidden weapon that was supposed to land between Mu Qing's eyebrows exploded automatically.
Only then did everyone see clearly that the hidden weapon was actually a lotus seed they had just eaten.
A voice came from afar.
"Little girl, trouble comes from your mouth.
If you can't change your habit of talking nonsense, it will kill you sooner or later."
Mu Qing was so frightened that he couldn't say a word and was sweating profusely.
In the moment just now, if the beggar hadn't been merciful, she would have walked around the gates of hell.
Mu Qishan's face was solemn, and he was frightened for a while.
"Mu Qing, be careful what you say and do in the future.
That person's strength is far superior to mine.
If I really want to kill you, no one can save me for just a moment."
Only then did Mu Qing realize that he was afraid, and his face turned pale.
I was too scared to say a word.
The Xuanling cat was so happy that its tail stood up and kept wagging.
Seeing the little witch deflate is really a great joy for the cat.
Yang Haoran shook his head. Since he couldn't think of it, he didn't think about it. Maybe it was just an illusion.
Only then did he realize that Mu Qishan was looking at the number plate.
"Brother, what is this?"
Mu Qishan looked around with a cautious expression.
"How come the number plate of Baoqi Sect is in that beggar's hand?"
While he was talking, there was a voice coming upstairs.
A young man walked up to the second floor followed by two young men and looked towards Yang Haoran and the others.
Mu Qishan realized something and wanted to hide the number plate, but it was already too late.
His face immediately became solemn, and he lowered his voice and said, "He is the elder of the Treasure Weapon Sect."
Only then did Yang Haoran see that the three people were wearing the same clothes.
They were all wearing gray robes with red flames embroidered on them, which was obviously the symbol of the Treasure Weapon Sect.
"Is it you who stole the Bao Weapon Sect's number plate?"
The treasure weapon sect elder asked in a low voice, his eyes locked on Mu Qishan.
Although he is also a practitioner in the late Golden elixir stage.
But this was the territory of the Treasure Weapon Sect, and Mu Qishan's momentum suddenly weakened.
The key is that most magical weapons in the spiritual world are produced by the Treasure Weapon Sect.
If the Mu family doesn't want to be on the Baoqi Sect's blacklist, they will never offend the Baoqi Sect easily.
So with an awkward smile, Mu Qishan handed the number plate to Yang Haoran naturally.
"I misunderstood, I was just watching out of curiosity.
My brother is the real owner of the number plate."
Yang Haoran felt a toothache. Mu Qishan, an unloyal guy, was not worthy of being a son of man!