Super Invincible Immortal Doctor
Chapter 829: How Can They Look So Similar?

Chapter 829: Chapter 829: How Can They Look So Similar?

The leader from the Cloud Tribe died, and another clutched his head, screaming in terror, not knowing if he would explode just like the leader had done. But everyone else was already scared out of their wits, as Mr. Feng was simply too powerful. Faced with an absolute powerhouse, even the people of the Ancient Clan could no longer muster their pride.

These few people were at a loss whether to leave or stay, their faces beset with fear and uncertainty, not knowing what to do.

"If you don’t scram now, do you really want me to invite you to dinner?" Mr. Feng said indifferently.

The members of the Cloud Tribe, as if having received a great amnesty, quickly scattered and fled. Yun Xiu landed as well, taking Kou Shishi with him to fly away, and one after another, the people from The League of Loyalty also fled in a sorry state.

Su Chengyu and the rest also heaved a sigh of relief. If Mr. Feng hadn’t made a move, their situation would have been very grim indeed.

"Thank you, senior, for stepping in and saving us. I am deeply grateful," Su Chengyu said as he bowed.

Mr. Feng glanced at Su Chengyu and asked, "What is your name?"

"I am Su Chengyu, a disciple of Master Cangqing from Mount Qingcheng," Su Chengyu replied truthfully.

"Su Chengyu... indeed a Su surname," Mr. Feng muttered under his breath and then asked, "You are a disciple of that old guy Cangqing? Didn’t he stop taking disciples a long time ago? When did you become his disciple?" Mr. Feng inquired.

"I just became a disciple a few days ago; my master made an exception and accepted me as his disciple, for which I am extremely honored."

Su Chengyu held great gratitude and respect for Master Cangqing, and his words came straight from the heart.

"If you are a Qingcheng disciple, why are you using the Thunder technique from the Quanzhen Sect?" Mr. Feng asked.

"This..." Su Chengyu found himself at a loss for words at that moment.

However, Mr. Feng didn’t press further and didn’t say anything else. His figure disappeared into the air, returning to his own loft.

Su Chengyu and the others also descended from the sky, returning to the outside of the restaurant, and continued waiting for their meal.

"Today was truly dangerous. We just arrived in Kun County and ran into this trouble. Once we enter the Kunwu Realm, everyone must be more cautious. Especially when encountering people from the Cloud Tribe, try to avoid them as much as possible," Cai Zi Feng warned.

"It’s all Kou Shishi’s fault. She didn’t get a number plate for herself, and then she came to snatch ours, even trying to kill for it, which is detestable," Bai Ling Shan complained.

Su Chengyu spoke calmly, "Snatching the number plate was just an excuse. Even without the number plate, she would have tried to cause me trouble. Last time at the estate of The League of Loyalty, she tried to rob me and failed, tried to kill me and didn’t succeed, and was defeated by our Fifth Senior Brother—our feud was established back then. She is a person who pursues revenge for the smallest slights, small-minded and petty. Today, she just took advantage of having The League of Loyalty’s numbers, bullying others with power."

It wasn’t surprising for someone like Kou Shishi, a lady of the Thousand Gold who was arrogant and did whatever she pleased, to cause trouble.

"It’s a pity she got away. Otherwise, making her a maid would have been quite satisfying," Bai Ling Shan said.

"But I do find it strange. Why did Mr. Feng come to our aid? And why did he specifically ask for Brother Su’s name?"

Xuan Wei voiced the confusion everyone had.

"Brother Su, do you have some connection with Mr. Feng?" Xuan Wei asked.

Su Chengyu shook his head and said, "I shouldn’t have any. I don’t know him, and I hadn’t even heard of this restaurant or Mr. Feng before coming to Kun County. Perhaps, as the owner, he just wanted to protect a customer. After all, who can guess the thoughts of such a great figure?"

"I still feel there’s something odd about this. What do you think, Mengmeng?"

Chen Mengmeng scratched her head and said, "How would I know? Whatever big brother says is what it is. Right now, I’m only concerned with when we can go in and eat."

"You little fatty, all you ever think about is eating," Xuan Wei teased.

"Don’t think too much; after all, no harm done is good news," Cai Zi Feng said.

In fact, not only were they puzzled, Su Chengyu also harbored some doubts in his heart, although he did not voice them.

"Have none of you noticed that Mr. Feng and Brother Su bear some resemblance to each other?"

Ji Yuzhu, who was usually quiet, suddenly spoke up.

Reminded by her, Cai Zi Feng immediately reflected and then said, "Sister Ji indeed has an eye for detail. Now that I think about it, they do seem somewhat similar."

The others started scrutinizing Su Chengyu, and as they recalled the appearance of Mr. Feng from earlier, they increasingly felt a resemblance between their facial features.

"It’s really quite similar, especially the nose, mouth, and chin, they’re about seventy to eighty percent alike," Bai Ling Shan remarked.

Chen Mengmeng took a look and said, "I don’t think they look alike."

Xuan Wei walked over, covered Su Chengyu’s forehead and eyes with his hand, and said, "Doesn’t he look more like him this way?"

"Indeed, he does. Looking at it now, they are ninety percent similar," Cai Zi Feng exclaimed in surprise.

"Brother Su, could it be that Mr. Feng is a relative from your branch family?"

Even Su Chengyu was astonished, wondering if there could truly be a connection between him and Mr. Feng.

"I’ve already said I don’t know him. It’s not rare for people to look alike in this world, perhaps it’s just a coincidence," Su Chengyu said, feigning indifference, but his mind was already pondering the mystery.

The customers in the restaurant left in a large group, and another batch of customers went in to dine. Su Chengyu and his group had the last number and had to wait until the last batch to have their meal.

Chen Mengmeng was drooling with impatience, unable to sit still, while Su Chengyu was deep in thought—just who was this Mr. Feng, and what connection did they possibly have?

Su Chengyu was also baffled.

An hour and more passed, and night had fallen. Another batch of customers left the restaurant, and the waitstaff notified the last group of customers that they could enter and dine. Su Chengyu and his companions were led by a waiter to a private room on the second floor.

The room was spacious, and they found that the table was already set with a lavish spread and two jars of Sorrow Erasing Dew.

Dining at the Waiting for the Wind Restaurant, payment was not accepted in gold but rather in Heavenly Pills or equivalent treasures, medicine, and other items. The price was steep.

With such a large spread of food and the two big jars of Sorrow Erasing Dew, the cost was considerable. Initially, everyone just wanted to experience and taste the food, especially since the number of Heavenly Pills in their wallets was limited, and they didn’t want to splurge unnecessarily when they were heading to the Kunwu Realm for training.

Just ordering two bottles of Sorrow Erasing Dew would have been enough, but these two large jars were simply too extravagant.

"Waiter, did you bring us to the wrong room? We haven’t even ordered yet. With so much food, how many Heavenly Pills would that cost..." Cai Zi Feng said.

The waiter replied, "Please, enjoy your meal. There is no need to pay for this one—it’s on the house, courtesy of our boss."

This waiter, still young, was already at the Martial King Realm.

A Martial King working as a waiter in Waiting for the Wind, Mr. Feng certainly didn’t do things by halves.

"The boss is treating? Are you sure?" Cai Zi Feng said with a bewildered face, looking flabbergasted.