Li Lin gave Ye Chen a deep look, and then walked out of the room, leaving the anxious restaurant owner standing in a corner.
He knew that he had to fix his mistakes, so the owner said with regret written on his face, “Master Ye, I lost my mind earlier due to money, and did things that offended you, I hope you could forgive me. There will always be an empty private room here waiting for you. So do you think you could…”
Ye Chen did not plan to punish the restaurant owner, he knew that the owner was just put in an awkward position earlier. Either way, he would have offended someone. Earlier, if he had not chosen to ask them to leave, he would have pissed off Tang Manlou.
“Don’t worry. I won’t give you a hard time. It’s just that we haven’t finished eating yet, find us a place, it’s okay even if it’s in the lobby, just don’t ask other customers to leave.” Ye Chen said casually.
“Yes, yes, I understand, I will see to it right away.” The restaurant owner was very grateful, he stepped out of the room while he continued to bow repeatedly.
After waiting until the restaurant owner had left, Wu Zongming looked around the broken room, he shook his head and said with determination, “Whatever it takes, we have to get a Zhen Qi pellet this time.”
Ye Chen said, “That stuff comes with certain side effects, but if we could take care of them, then it should be fine.”
For a warrior, training was a journey of no return, so no matter what method you chose, as long as your heart was firm, there was nothing to be worried about.
Soon, the restaurant owner found them a table in the second floor lobby, and he even personally served the dishes.
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Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
On the third day.
Morning.
It was raining. The sky had a dark shade of grey. The rain completely washed over the land of Happy Town.
In the north side of Happy Town, a great building was located, it was square shaped with a height of about thirty meters. On its front door, there was a huge board, with five huge characters in gold – The North West Auction Plaza.
If one took a bird’s eye view, there were a over a dozen lines formed from people lining up around the auction plaza. Some of them were walking along the streets or small lanes. Some were rich people, who were riding in sedan chairs; there were also rich wives being carried by low rank demonic beasts; there were young warriors riding on excellent horses. Of course, about seventy percent of the crowd were normal warriors.
Outside the gate, Ye Chen glanced at the huge characters written on the board, and walked in along with Wu Zongming.
“You are…?” The hostess who was standing in front of the gate had already sensed that they were not just simple teenagers. So, she walked up to them and asked at once, as people with different statuses were allotted different seating areas.
Wu Zongming said, “This is the son of the leader of the Ye family, and I am from the Wu family.”