Urban Immortal Doctor Master
Chapter 661 - 661 660 What about the Unrivaled Palace

661: 660: What about the Unrivaled Palace?

661: 660: What about the Unrivaled Palace?

“Ah Feng, we can’t eat all of this, can we?” An Biru said.

“We’ll pay for what we eat, and it’s nice to try the specialty dishes here.

These days, there aren’t many hotels still open for business, so the chefs that remain are surely the crème de la crème.

We’re in for a treat,” Tang Feng laughed.

“But this meal is costing us too much,” An Biru felt a pang of distress; only those in business know how hard it is to make money these days.

“The most important thing about going out is to have fun.

As for money, in my eyes, it’s no different from paper,” Tang Feng said.

The women gave him a look but felt relieved in their hearts; with his sky-high methods, money indeed was no different from paper to him.

The hotel served the dishes quickly, and delicious meals were brought to the table one after another.

An Biru poured the red wine, and seeing her daughter pushing her glass forward, Lian Xin shook her head, “You’re weak, you can’t drink.”

“I’m all better now, Mom, just one glass,” Chu Xiaoyu nudged Tang Feng under the table.

“Sister Ru, Xiaoyu is all better now, she can eat whatever she wants from now on.”

“Ah!

Really better?” An Biru exclaimed in surprise.

“All better, don’t worry anymore,” Tang Feng smiled.

“Mom, I feel really good now, I don’t have any more pain when I breathe, and I don’t feel suffocated anymore,” Chu Xiaoyu smiled.

An Biru was almost moved to tears, the burden she’d carried for many years seemed to suddenly lift.

Ye Lan and the others quickly offered comfort.

As friends, they knew the hardships she had faced over the years, not just the material pressures, but the mental and emotional strain as well.

Now feeling a sudden lightness, she was a bit in a daze, afraid that afterwards, everything might turn out to be an illusion.

Fortunately, everything before her eyes sincerely told her that the hardships were indeed past, and from now on, she could fully let go and live the life she wanted.

Next on the agenda was naturally to find a reliable man for Chu Xiaoyu.

With her current vitality, those who liked her would probably line up for an entire street.

After years of matchmaking efforts, An Biru had developed a profound understanding of human nature.

Therefore, she would thoroughly scrutinize potential suitors, someone like Tang Feng would be perfect.

Right, there was one right in front of her.

An Biru began to scheme.

She looked at her daughter, then at Tang Feng, and calculations filled her mind.

As a result, An Biru drank a lot of wine during the meal.

Unfortunately, her wishful thinking was off the mark.

Tang Feng wasn’t the slightest bit tipsy; instead, it was she who became seven-tenths drunk.

It was a good thing she had laid a base with plenty of dishes; otherwise, she would have been lying down by now.

Ye Lan and the others were also slightly tipsy.

It had been years since they felt so relaxed.

Ordinarily, they were teetotalers, but today was an exception.

At this moment, each of them had a flushed and radiant face, looking very attractive.

They were already pretty, but with a touch of color to their faces, they were incomparably beautiful.

This attracted the attention of the other guests around them; it was rare to see such outstanding women these days.

With even a hint of beauty, most were already taken, making these single and pretty women a real rarity.

The onlookers envied them dearly, wishing they could be the ones sitting among these beauties.

Some even felt the urge to approach them, but the thought of Tang Feng’s combat power made them squelch the idea.

“Xiaoyu, help Sister Furu upstairs to rest.

Sister Lan, you guys should go back first too.”

“Are you leaving?” Ye Lan, who was more sober, asked, while Xiang Ling and the other two were about six-tenths drunk, barely able to stand steadily.

“If I don’t go back, am I supposed to sleep at yours?” Tang Feng joked.

“That’s fine by me, I have no problem with it,” Ye Lan laughed.

“I have room in my room, I’ll sleep with Mom,” Chu Xiaoyu immediately protested upon hearing the conversation.

“Okay, I’ll come up later.

You can head back after you’ve finished eating,” Tang Feng laughed.

“Aren’t you coming with us?”

“I’ll sit a little longer,”

The women didn’t insist further as they indeed needed some rest now.

After they went upstairs, Tang Feng paid the bill using cash—the currency had not changed and was still the same as it had been decades ago.

In his Immortal Ring, he had several billion in cash, which he had never used.

The meal had cost a couple of hundred thousand, and when he took out a stack of crisp bills, the cashier stood stunned for a good while.

It was rare for them to encounter such a customer, of course, they still greeted him enthusiastically, then counted the amount.

After paying, Tang Feng returned to his seat; he did not watch them count the cash, trusting there would only be more.

After a while, a female waiter came over with almost ten thousand in change.

“There’s no need for change, this is for your tip,” Tang Feng said.

“Oh, this, this is too much,” the waitress said, frightened.

“Take it,” Tang Feng said as he took out a cigarette and started smoking, almost having forgotten the taste of tobacco.

About five minutes later, a group of cultivators walked in, led by the youths Tang Feng had dealt with earlier.

“Immortal, it’s him,”

The two Golden Core Cultivators were low-key upon entering; they did not come in fighting, as Nandu was a place with many powerful figures and they had to be careful.

“Fellow, please, I am a disciple of the Unrivaled Palace.

May I ask who you are?”

“Unrivaled Palace?

Do you want to plead for those guys?” Tang Feng said with a smile.

“We are here only to mediate,” said the cultivator from the Unrivaled Palace, who kept a watchful eye upon seeing Tang Feng’s calm demeanor after noticing them.

They at least suspected that Tang Feng’s sect might be on par with, or even higher than, their own Unrivaled Palace status, so they started to back off.

Being able to remain in Nandu was proof of their abilities; they certainly wouldn’t act rashly without good reason.

However, the young men who had hired them refused to give up, as they had spent millions on Spirit Stones for their assistance and couldn’t let it go unaddressed.

“Immortal, you must honor your commitments,” the youth said urgently.

The Unrivaled Palace cultivators glared, frightening the youth to the point where his soul almost left his body, causing him to retreat several steps.

“Fellow, how about you give me some face?”

“What, you want me to apologize?” Tang Feng said with a laugh.

“That is indeed the idea,” the Unrivaled Palace cultivator said with a faint smile.

“Who do you think you are?” Tang Feng threw the words at him, causing the other’s face to stiffen, and then his expression grew unpleasant.

“Fellow, don’t be ungrateful when given face,” the Unrivaled Palace cultivator said angrily.

“Get lost!” Tang Feng shouted coldly, and the Unrivaled Palace cultivator was sent flying backward.

Seeing this, the few youths were terrified, as was another disciple of the Unrivaled Palace; he was scared enough to just swallow his own courage.

A single breath had hurt his senior brother—a Nascent Soul Expert—and although he had initially wanted to stand up for him, he now chose to hold back, not wanting to become a senseless sacrifice.

The youths turned to run, but Tang Feng called after them.

“What, what do you want to do?” they asked.

“You hired people to kill me, and you expect me to send you off with a smile?” Tang Feng was amused by these odd characters.

“Spare us, Immortal.

We were blind and offended you.

I’m willing to compensate,” said the rich and spoiled youth; money was like a toy to him.

He lived a carefree life of indulgence, only to hit a snag this time.

Tang Feng truly didn’t bother killing these people; it was easier than squashing ants.

Getting something in compensation wasn’t a bad idea, so he said with a smile, “How do you plan to compensate?”

“With money,”

“Oh, and how much?” Tang Feng asked.

“Ten million,” the youth said, cautiously.

“Ten million?

So your life is only worth that much?” Tang Feng’s aura brimmed with killing intent, nearly reducing the youth to tears.

“Immortal, one billion.

I’ll compensate one billion,” the youth said, trembling as he gritted his teeth.