607 Strip Them As They Come! (1/2)

The Shura Sovereign directed his anger at the dark horse chef and shouted at him. This took everyone present by surprise.

Not only did his actions confuse many members of the Pill Palace, but it also caused the other factions to be somewhat amazed. Nobody had expected that the sole reason for the invasion by Shura Sovereign was to retaliate against the dark horse chef.

Originally, they were still afraid that the Shura Sovereign would attack their factions with his army. Not in a million years did they think that the true motive behind his invasion would be to get back at one particular chef.

Those from the Pill Palace got even more infuriated. What did Shura Sovereign take them for? A soft persimmon that could be smashed at his whim?

Within the Pill Palace, there were those who thought even deeper and cursed the existence of that chef. The chef was the one who caused the invasion by the Shura Sovereign and consequently caused the fall of Heavenly Shine City and the loss of countless experts' lives.

Facing the indomitable Shura Sovereign, they found it easier to hold their resentment against this seemingly weaker dark horse chef.

Bu Fang could clearly tell that there was a decline in the number of customers patronizing the Cloud Mist Restaurant. In fact, on certain days, with the exception of regulars like Nangong Wuque, there were hardly any customers at all.

Obviously, some of these customers were influenced by Shura Sovereign's words. The rest were simply too afraid of the Shura Sovereign and began distancing themselves from the restaurant.

”Those people are too cowardly! What does the restaurant have to do with the Shura Sovereign kicking up a fuss… The Shura Sovereign is obviously just finding an excuse to invade the Pill Palace. Owner Bu just happened to be the scapegoat this time,” Nangong Wuque said indignantly while chewing on a Chili Strip.

Nangong Wan sat down demurely and sipped on her Sour Plum Juice, with a faint glow appearing on her face.

Nether King sucked on a Chili Strip with his mouth open, giving a blissful expression. It seemed as though that fellow would be content as long as he had a Chili Strip.

Nethery pouted and sat at the side, savoring her delicious Dragon Blood Rice and the icy cold Sour Plum Juice.

Although there were fewer customers now, the remaining patrons were eating even more heartily than before.

”Little Ha, don't you think those people who directed their resentment toward Bu Fang are all retards?” Nangong Wuque grumbled to the Nether King as he chewed on a piece of chicken.

Nether King opened his mouth wide and twirled the Chili Strip around in his mouth. The aroma of the Chili Strip started to spread out in his mouth and the taste of the Abyssal Chili Sauce exploded like fire, causing a surge of heat to well up in his nasal cavity.

Huff...

After lightly exhaling, the Nether King stuffed the last Chili Strip into his mouth before opening his eyes and glancing lazily at Nangong Wuque.

”What's there to be angry about? People are always like that. Besides, it's their loss to not eat this young fella's food. This Spicy Strip is delicious!” The Nether King said.

Nangong Wuque thought for a while before concluding that what the Nether King had said made sense.

Bu Fang stepped out of the kitchen, garbed in a white and red swallow feathered robe. His outfit made it seem as though he was glowing with vitality. After shaking his wet hands dry and wiping them off, he exited the restaurant. He pulled out a chair and sat down at the entrance of the small store.

Bu Fang reclined on the chair and lazily closed his eyes. He exhaled lightly and looked completely at ease.

It was drizzling and gloomy outside but that did not seem to affect Bu Fang's good mood at all.

It had been quite a while since he could simply sit back and relax like that, Bu Fang thought to himself.

Just when he was about to doze off, a series of footsteps echoed in his ears. An enormous shadow stood in front of Bu Fang, forcing him to open his eyes.

”So, it's you?” Bu Fang was slightly startled as he looked at the figure in front of him.

The person standing before him was not anyone else but Yang Meiji. It was the person who sold the Cloud Mist Restaurant to Bu Fang at the very beginning. Bu Fang had a good impression of Yang Meiji.

Yang Meiji was an extremely persistent man… no, a very persistent manly woman.

”Owner Bu, how are you still in the mood to slack off here? Don't you know how serious the situation is right now?!” Yang Meiji said angrily when she saw how relaxed Bu Fang was.

She had just completed her isolated cultivation in the Pill Tower when she received the shocking news.

The Shura Sovereign was attacking the Pill Palace because of a certain chef from the Cloud Mist Restaurant.

Wasn't this chef Bu Fang?

Because of the words of the Shura Sovereign, the people from the Pill Palace were divided. One side felt that the Shura Sovereign was simply looking for an excuse to invade their Pill Palace. The other half believed that the Shura Sovereign only attacked the Pill Palace because of that one puny chef. Therefore, as long as that chef was handed over to the Shura Sovereign, his anger would be appeased.

In any case, the loss of one measly restaurant was insignificant to the Pill Palace. Sacrificing it to preserve the Pill Palace was a small price to pay!

With the aggressive attacks by the Shura Sovereign, the Heavenly Pill City fell into a crisis and more people within Heavenly Mist City started to lean towards the latter reasoning.

When Yang Meiji received this news, she was at a loss. Therefore, she had rushed back to inform Bu Fang to leave Heavenly Mist City and go into hiding until this disastrous time blew over.

However, upon seeing the calm look on Bu Fang's face, Yang Meiji felt that her concerns were completely unfounded. This fellow was not afraid of anything.