1313 A Smack in Lord Dogs Face (1/2)

The Black Temple expert was chased away just like that?

In Yellow Spring Little Restaurant, Empress Bi Luo slightly parted her red lips and blinked her beautiful eyes, looking somewhat incredulous. Clearly, even she didn't expect that Bu Fang's puppet would be so strong.

That guy from the Black Temple wasn't weak. Among Nine-revolution Little Saints, he was considered strong. After all, he came from a forbidden land. Even she didn't have the confidence to strip him naked. And yet, all his bandages were removed by the puppet.

But she was also a little curious. Why did the puppet only remove the bandages? What hobby was this?

Whitey turned around and went back. The metal wings on its back were folded, and it had shoved the Thunder Knife into its abdomen.

The silver skeleton stared at Whitey with ghostly fire twitching in its eye sockets. 'The Black Temple fellow is not weak, and yet his bandages were stripped by this puppet… The task is getting difficult.'

Although it was a skeleton, it was not stupid. It knew that it couldn't use force in this little restaurant. After all, the Earth Prison Dog was here. Even if the dog was too proud to attack them, there was still Nether King Er Ha, who was a Great Saint now. It naturally didn't dare to offend them.

Therefore, the skeleton planned to turn around and leave. However, it had just turned around when it froze to the spot. Nether King Er Ha had already appeared in front of it, raised his hand, and hit it on the forehead with a flick of his finger.

A great force exploded out on its head instantly. The silver skeleton only felt that its head was about to be blown apart. This was the power of a Great Saint. Although it was only a wisp of his full power, it was already something that a Little Saint could not withstand.

Like a cannonball, the skeleton was thrown flying out of the restaurant and smashed deep into the ground, breaking bricks and sending rubble flying in all directions. When it crawled out of the ruin, its body was covered with cracks, making it look rather miserable.

”Get out of here.” Nether King Er Ha's voice rang out from the restaurant, followed by a burp.

The silver skeleton felt humiliated. It was an expert of the Cave of the Fallen Gods, and yet it was thrown out of the restaurant by someone. They simply didn't show any respect to the Cave of the Fallen Gods.

”Are you trying to offend the Cave of the Fallen Gods?” Its mouth opened and closed, producing a strange voice. It was very angry. These people had no idea about the horrible strength of the forbidden land!

However, its words were responded to by Nether King Er Ha's indifferent voice, ”Why are you still here? Do you want me to break all your bones?”

The silver skeleton, covered with cracks, snorted and left immediately.

”Sister, what do you think of my finger flicking just now?”

In the restaurant, Nether King Er Ha's laughing voice rang out. Empress Bi Luo responded with a faint smile. The atmosphere was still harmonious.

The experts from the Cave of the Fallen Gods and the Black Temple were chased out of the restaurant. For some reason, Empress Bi Luo was very happy. However, her face quickly grew gloomy. She was supposed to bring back the wine, but she realized now that it was a little difficult to do that.

Bu Fang didn't consider their relationship and was not accommodating at all.

'Do I really have to ask Master to leave God Vanishing Mountain?' The last time her Master left the forbidden land, Nether King Tian Cang was attacking Nether Prison, and when she came back, she was seriously wounded.

A forbidden land was a cursed land sealed by a supreme power. Her Master was formidable, but if she left God Vanishing Mountain, she would be punished. Therefore, Bi Luo couldn't ask her Master to leave the forbidden land for a cup of wine.

That was why she still wanted to fight for her Master. She talked for a long time, but she was mercilessly rejected by Bu Fang. Even she was a little angry now.

During the persuasion, Nether King Er Ha interrupted a few times, asking Bu Fang for spicy strips, but all he got were cold glances and rejection. That made him clutch his head with both hands and wail as if he had lost all hopes in life.

After being rejected many times by Bu Fang, Empress Bi Luo was frustrated. Soon, she took Nether King Er Ha by the hand and left the restaurant.

Bu Fang did not comment on that.

The wine had a flaw, and that was, it could only help a Great Saint or a Little Saint break through a level. Since this was revealed, fewer and fewer people came to buy the wine. As a result, the restaurant went from noisy to silent suddenly.

Bu Fang wasn't concerned by that, though. He knew it was inevitable. After all, not everyone could spend a million Nether Crystals on a cup of wine.

…

When the sun was setting and the dusk was settling in, Empress Bi Luo returned to the restaurant with enchanting steps. In her slender hand, she held a cloth bag that contained one million Nether Crystals.

She placed the bag on the table. With her red lips slightly curved upward and her long eyelashes fluttering, she gave a soft snort and said, ”Here's one million Nether Crystals. Owner Bu, give me a cup of wine.”

There was a hint of anger in her voice. It was plain that she was a little unhappy with Bu Fang. However, the dissatisfaction wasn't too strong. After all, Bu Fang was just a businessman in her eyes, and it was normal for him to focus on profits.

She did somewhat admire Bu Fang because he wasn't tempted by her beauty.

Now that Empress Bi Luo had paid, Bu Fang would not reject her. He poured the colorful wine into a blue-and-white porcelain cup and handed it to her.

The empress took the cup with her slender and fair fingers, then gave the rich bouquet a sniff. The fragrance pleased her.

Bu Fang put away the cloth bag with a satisfied look on his face. Although this supreme-grade Yellow Spring Helplessness Wine was not easy to make, he had to admit that it was a serious money-maker. Just the income of these few days alone was equivalent to the revenue of several branches for several months. He was very satisfied with the result.

He was still far from achieving the next revenue target, but he believed that even if the target was a pit as deep and vast as the sea, it would be filled one day.

Meanwhile, he had found a way to become rich. He just needed to come out with more high-grade dishes such as the Yellow Spring Helpless Wine, and he would soon make the next breakthrough.

At present, Bu Fang was a Two-revolution Little Saint. If he could complete the revenue task, he might be able to become a Nine-revolution Little Saint directly. This was how the System's upgrade worked, always so capricious. However, if he didn't complete the task, it would be very difficult for his cultivation base to improve, much harder than other people.

Of course, Bu Fang wasn't too concerned about it.

Empress Bi Luo gracefully sat down on a chair. She crossed her legs, revealing her fair skin and exquisite curves. With a strange look in her eyes, she stared at the cup held between her fingers.