Chapter 169 The Fight Between Martial Artists at the Transforming Strength Stage (1/2)
Xiao Bing and Ye Xiaoxi exchanged whispers of love by the riverside until midnight. Then Xiao Bing drove her home and let her sleep in his arms.
The next morning, Xiao Bing began working in the noodle house. He had one less thing to worry about since the Ghost Nest had been eliminated. Given the present situation, Xiao Bing believed that Master Hou would not turn against him. In other words, he was absolutely safe in Jiang City. His priorities at the moment were to recruit more men and enhance his strength.
In the evening, Xiao Bing and the other staff were about to be off work because the guests were almost all gone. Yezi was still working in the company and Su Xiaoxiao was home with her mother, so neither of them came to the noodle house today. And Lil Bei was still watching out for Su Xiaoxiao.
Zhuge Jiangnan waddled into the noodle house with a cane in his hand while Xiao Bing and the others were about to have their dinner. Long Xiaofei was by Zhuge Jiangnan's side, helping Zhuge Jiangnan with his footing.
”Old man, we're closed. Come back tomorrow,” said Li Hong.
Xiao Bing grinned. ”It's a long way to come down here for an old man. Li Hong, Auntie Wang, why don't you cook something for him.”
Wang Guifang found the white-haired man to be over 80 and extremely gaunt. He did not have much hair on his head and wrinkles were all over his face. He stumbled like he could drift with the wind at any time.
So she did not hesitate, then she asked Li Shunguai to cook in the kitchen. ”Old man, our boss has ordered us. What would you like to eat?”
”Your boss seems to be kind...” Zhuge Jiangnan coughed and sat on a chair nearby. ”I'd like to have a bowl of special lamian,” he said with a shaky voice.
”Just lamian? Nothing else?”
Zhuge Jiangnan nodded. ”A bowl of lamian will be enough.”
Xiao Bing stood up and grinned. ”Auntie Wang, go and tell Li Shunguai to come here to have his dinner. I'm the only one here who knows how to make lamian.”
Wang Guifang smiled. ”It's your lucky day, old man. Our boss has just returned and only he can make the special lamian here.”
Zhuge Jiangnan nodded while smiling.
Xiao Bing walked to the kitchen and put the pot that was full of flour on the board. Then he began making the paste, during which he kneaded, mashed, and cut the dough with his hands. There was not a single halt to it and martial movements were contained in the process.
Zhuge Jiangnan watched and lightly nodded his head. ”You're a cultivator of martial arts?”
”You're a discerning old man!” Xiao Bing grinned.
”You dropped your chopsticks and began making lamian just because this old man wants to have a taste. It seems that you really are a warm-hearted person. Kindness is rarely seen in today's society.”
After having kneaded the dough into noodles, Xiao Bing dropped them into the boiling water. Then he clapped his hands while smiling. ”All we need to do now is wait.”
Zhuge Jiangnan stared at Xiao Bing and asked, ”Young man, where are you from?”
”Jiang City,” replied Xiao Bing with a smile on his lips. ”I have been a citizen of Jiang City for a long time.”
”I see. Then what about your family? Are they living in this city as well?”
”I used to be a soldier but there's something I can't say,” answered Xiao Bing, smiling.
”I understand.” Zhuge Jiangnan nodded.
Soon after, the lamian was ready and Xiao Bing served it to the old man. While Xiao Bing intended to return to his table, Long Xiaofei, who was standing beside Zhuge Jiangnan, suddenly grabbed him by the arm. Xiao Bing turned back and looked at him and found this young man's eyes very sharp. He noticed that Long Xiaofei was very fast when he was coming for his arm. He deemed this man a master of the Transforming Strength stage.
”Interesting. Could it be that they are here not only for the lamian?”
Zhuge Jiangnan grinned. ”This young man is just so eager to find his equal. He must have heard that you are a master of martial arts, so he wants to spar with you. I believe young men will benefit from sparing with each other. Lil Fei, be careful of the power you exert.”
A smile appeared on Long Xiaofei's cold face. ”I know, grandpa.”
Long Xiaofei drew back his hand on Xiao Bing's arm and gestured. ”Any of your suggestions will be welcomed.”
Xiao Bing took a glance at Long Xiaofei then he fixed his eyes on Zhuge Jiangnan. Then he suddenly asked, ”May I know your name, sir?”
Zhuge Jiangnan put on a faint smile. ”Zhuge Jiangnan.”
Xiao Bing observed this teetering old man carefully. He found a peculiar hint of light in this man's eyes. Xiao Bing once heard a phrase which said: ”The one who possesses true wisdom is like a demon”. That was what Xiao Bing felt when he was staring at this old man.