Super Combat Soldier
Chapter 740 - 739: 【Du Wanli’s Brother is so Arrogant】

Chapter 740: Chapter 739: 【Du Wanli’s Brother is so Arrogant】

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In Songshan Town within the Ancient Martial World, there’s a "World’s Number One Baozi House". The one who established this restaurant was none other than the granddaughter of Ao Wushuang, a master who had shook the entire Ancient Martial World 300 years ago with his influence: Ao Yanran. No one dared to cause trouble here. Everyone must abide by the restaurant’s rules. To dine inside, one had to use Spirit Stones, which were nearly impossible to find on Earth, thus many powerful figures were deterred and did not even attempt to step foot inside.

Three hundred years ago, Ao Wushuang dominated the scene. Back then, figures like Bei Lengshi and Du Tianqi hadn’t emerged; they were still juniors compared to Ao Wushuang. Three centuries had passed, and many people believed that Ao Wushuang had passed away in meditation. To live for three hundred years on an Earth unsuitable for cultivation was already quite an accomplishment. Ye Tianchen dared to make a move here without restraint, and many people were sweating bullets for him. Putting aside whether Ao Wushuang had actually passed away, if he hadn’t, who would dare lay a hand on his granddaughter and still expect to live? Even if he had, everyone knew that Bei Lengshi’s son, Bei Wei, had always been pursuing Ao Yanran. With this relationship in play, no one else dared to cause trouble in the restaurant. Was Ye Tianchen courting death, or was there something off about his brain?

"You... Who are you? Dare to cause trouble here?" The waiter who had been hit glared venomously at Ye Tianchen and asked.

"Just a normal person, a normal person who wants to eat. You open a restaurant to serve the public, yet you dare to look down on others with such disdain. I will teach you a lesson on behalf of all the ordinary people here in Songshan Town!" Ye Tianchen said coldly.

"Yes, I’ve lived here my whole life and never had the chance to even take a peek inside. It’s too bullying!"

"The rules here are like the law itself, no one dares to break them."

"A restaurant is supposed to be a place for everyone to dine. Who knew there’d be so many ridiculous rules, hurting so many people’s self-esteem."

"This young man is right to make a stand, but he might end up losing his life..."

After hearing Ye Tianchen’s words, many began murmuring among themselves. Although Ye Tianchen seemed to be acting tough this time, he had long noticed that the "World’s Number One Baozi House" held great sway in Songshan Town. The common people simply couldn’t enter, being tantalized by the aroma but barred from tasting, faced with countless rules and difficulties even if they managed to get in, forced to pay before even having their meal. Where was the justice in that? How could it not engender fury? But the majority of the people dared not speak out for fear of offending the powers that be.

Ye Tianchen had already seen that the "World’s Number One Baozi House" operated this way in order to unscrupulously collect Spirit Stones. To enter the second and third floors, one had to give a Spirit Stone upfront. How was that different from robbery? That’s why Ye Tianchen took action, why he was forceful. He needed to get his hands on useful information, and there was no chance of that without going to the second and third floors.

"You..." The waiter wanted to rush up and attack Ye Tianchen, but was intimidated. Judging from the slap he had received earlier, he was no match for Ye Tianchen, not even ten of him.

Just then, a middle-aged man with graying hair and beard, who looked like the accountant of the restaurant, approached and said to Ye Tianchen, "Young man, please calm your anger. We set the rules of the restaurant, but there are exceptions, and you are one. Please, head upstairs!"

Ye Tianchen frowned slightly and sized up the middle-aged man. The man actually had the cultivation of an Early-stage Martial Venerate, his body surging with Martial Arts True Power. Just an accountant at the "World’s Number One Baozi House", this hinted at hidden dragons and crouching tigers within the establishment, hinting Ye Tianchen should tread carefully.

Thus, Ye Tianchen and Eastern Meng made their way to the third floor’s elegant seating area of the "World’s Number One Baozi House". Though considered elegant, the seats were merely separated by screens. As they ascended, they realized the third floor was already bustling with many individuals, each radiating formidable Martial Arts True Power. It was not surprising, as those who managed to make it there usually had significant cultivation levels.

"You’ve just arrived and already stirred up trouble; we might have a hard time leaving smoothly later on!" Eastern Meng couldn’t help but whisper.

"Even if we hadn’t stirred up trouble, leaving wouldn’t have been easy. We don’t have any Spirit Stones to begin with; do you think they’d let us go?" Ye Tianchen said with a casual smile.

"What exactly are you planning?" Eastern Meng glared fiercely at Ye Tianchen.

"To hear some useful information, available only here. Settle down, let’s take a seat!" Ye Tianchen replied with a smile.

Meanwhile, at the first-floor counter, the beaten waiter and the middle-aged man were discussing something. Ye Tianchen and Eastern Meng had ascended to the third floor, but the backing of this restaurant was anything but simple. Ye Tianchen might want to cause trouble, but that didn’t mean the restaurant would agree to it. After all, the "World’s Number One Baozi House" had been dominant for nearly a hundred years without anyone daring to challenge it—could Ye Tianchen?

"Damn it, I’m going to tear that guy to shreds," the waiter said vehemently.

"This matter should be reported to the young master immediately," the middle-aged man interjected.

"Hmph, why didn’t you let me take him down just now? He dared to hit me—don’t forget, I am Bei Wei’s man," the waiter ranted arrogantly, still feeling indignant.

"You’re no match for him, and besides, just now plenty of people were almost incited by that youngster, which would have been bad for our restaurant. That’s why I told you to suppress your anger," the middle-aged man said gravely.

"Brother Chen, I can’t swallow this insult. The moment I receive the order from the eldest son, I am going to kill that brat," the waiter said fiercely.

"Rest assured, everyone believes this restaurant is owned by Ao Yanran when, in fact, it’s our eldest son Bei Wei’s place for gathering wealth. No one can contend with our Songshan Sect," the middle-aged man said with a cold laugh.

"Good, I’ll go report to the eldest son right now. We’ll make sure that kid can’t walk away from this," the waiter said, visibly shaking with rage.

The No.1 Bun House in the world was indeed established by Ao Yanran, but she hasn’t been seen here for many years. Naturally, it was taken over by the Songshan Sect’s Bei Wei. It’s well known that Bei Wei has always been courting Ao Yanran. Whether he succeeded or not is unknown. These matters are not for commoners to know. Unexpectedly, all the staff here have been replaced by the Songshan Sect’s people, and many shady dealings have increased, such as forced buying and selling and exorbitant prices. In plain terms, it’s just bullying by throwing one’s weight around.

After Ye Tianchen and Eastern Dream found a spot to sit down, they began to hear the surrounding chatter, especially next to them where several people were openly discussing matters. The Martial Arts True Power emitting from their bodies was also very strong, which was no wonder they were so fearless.

"Have you guys heard? Tian Boguang has been captured by the Songshan Sect’s Bei Lengshi."

"That’s old news to everyone. Bei Lengshi is sure to kill Tian Boguang to deter others. His goal is to become the ruler of the Ancient Martial World."

"Tian Boguang has a sworn brother named Ye Tianchen, whose strength is not weak. He might come to rescue Tian Boguang."

"I’ve heard about that kid too. With high cultivation and decisiveness in killing, he’s not only hunted by the Sword Control Sect but seems to have provoked the Five Poison Sect to dispatch experts as well. Even Du Wanli has taken action!"

"Is he really that powerful? With two high-level elders from the Sword Control Sect and the Saint Heir Du Wanli of the Five Poison Sect after him, Ye Tianchen is still not dead?"

"Who knows? Each of the Five Poison Seven Sons is a master, and Du Wanli has the Poison Saint Intense Flame Banner. Dominating the entire Ancient Martial World wouldn’t be a problem for him—who could resist?"

"Hmph, what’s Ye Tianchen but a nobody? Daring to oppose our Five Poison Sect, dying with his body torn to pieces is the only end he deserves."

Just then, a voice came up from downstairs, causing everyone to look towards the stairway. A boy around fifteen or sixteen years old with an arrogant look on his face walked up from the second floor, followed by two men with not low cultivation. After ascending, he coldly scanned all the people present, his eyes filled with disdain and contempt.

"So it’s the young master of the Five Poison Sect, Du Wan. What an honor to meet you."

Someone recognized this arrogant boy and stood up to greet him with a smile, only for Du Wan to glance coldly at the man and, with a wave of his hand, envelop him in a black Poisonous Gas. With just a scream, the well-intentioned man who had greeted Du Wan dissolved into a puddle of blood, startling everyone else into standing up and being on guard.

Eastern Dream frowned upon witnessing this scene—clearly, she hadn’t expected Du Wanli’s brother Du Wan, the second son of the Five Poison Sect Leader Du Tianqi, to be so formidable. The man who had greeted him was an Early-Stage Martial Venerate expert, and to be killed so effortlessly seemed to indicate that Du Wan’s talent in using poison even surpassed his brother Du Wanli.

"You... we have no grudges, why do such a thing?" a middle-aged man asked Du Wan.

"Just now, that person said Ye Tianchen has profound cultivation, so he deserved to die. He didn’t know his place," Du Wan replied disdainfully.

The merciless look in the eyes of a boy of only fifteen or sixteen years old, and the ferocity of his actions, were out of sync with his age—truly terrifying. Especially that air of arrogance, which made people somewhat uncomfortable, but they just didn’t want to stoop to arguing with a child.

"Then what do you think of Ye Tianchen’s cultivation?" someone asked irritably.

"Not worth mentioning, insignificant. If it weren’t for Father forbidding me from acting, Ye Tianchen would have long been annihilated both in flesh and spirit. In front of me, he’s nothing but trash!" Du Wan boastfully declared.

Slap!

Just as Du Wan finished speaking, he suddenly received a loud slap to the face and was sent flying...

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