Chapter 1333 - 358: This Disciple Is a Bit Fierce (5)
Plate after plate of dumplings were brought out, and these people ate while weeping, their hearts nearly shattered.
This was the most humiliating dumpling meal of their lives. Such matters are best left unpondered; the more one thinks, the more suffocating it becomes, the less one feels like a Sect Leader at the Observatory, and the more one feels discomfort from being scolded by a woman. It’s truly more painful than death.
The crux is, she’s a beauty!
The crux is, she’s a beauty indeed!!!
This, damn it, is the key point... Yuchi smiled wryly at the current situation. He made a decision now: unless absolutely necessary, he should never let his sect’s disciples venture out. Within the sect, they appear obedient and meek, but in reality, each one has a rebellious nature!
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Over the next hour, Yuchi discussed much with these Sect Leaders, essentially advising them to temporarily set aside their biases, and first resolve the matters in Jiangnan. Once future matters are handled, if they still wish to trouble him, they could come openly, but they must approach from the front, as he prefers straightforward confrontations. Otherwise, if they opt for clandestine tactics, there’s nothing more to discuss.
These Sect Leaders certainly didn’t dare engage in underhanded tactics against Yuchi either. There’s no way; upon deep reflection, the fear is staggering. That woman’s power is overwhelmingly strong, existing on a level entirely different from theirs—surely of a superior realm!
Moreover, Yuchi seemed able to embrace this woman, indicating they shared an excellent relationship. If they continued to trouble Yuchi now, they’d be opposing this woman, thus opposing the sect behind her, ultimately opposing themselves, leading them to choose their coffins.
Given the situation’s progression, they felt fortunate to have sought Yuchi for discussion first, instead of initiating underhanded moves. Otherwise, in the current scenario, if they’d engaged in such moves, they might have lost everything.
What kind of place is Jiangnan, really?
Why does it harbor entities beyond their understanding, when originally, it was just a small town? In a mere few years, while solitary cultivation for one or two years was common, suddenly Jiangnan emerged within one, two, three or four years!
And with Yuchi’s assistance, Jiangnan had become fearsome. Its development and overall commercial situation far exceeded a town’s comprehension—it was practically a vibrant city!
Heaven knows what Jiangnan might transform into!
Dare not even imagine.
Others in the cafeteria stood in the corner observing the scene. The head chef dared not speak, while an elderly woman beside him couldn’t resist saying: "How much soy sauce do they intend to eat? And why are their faces so grim while dining?"
𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶
"Are my dumplings unpalatable, or did they sleep poorly last night? I truly feel like stabbing their throats with chopsticks to wipe away their grumpiness, expecting tranquility during meals, else what’s the point of doing anything?! It’s truly infuriating!"
Upon hearing this, the head chef panicked: "Mother, why so many words? If others can dine in our administrative office and prompt the President to personally host them, they must hold significant status. Observing the previous City Lord’s demeanor, timid like a chick, eating silently in the corner, he dares not even lift his head."
The elderly woman cared not; if her dumplings were criticized, she’d drag the offenders out for execution!
Now she delightedly watched Yuchi enjoying dumplings, growing fonder: "If my future son-in-law were half as capable as the President, that’d be sufficient. Look how competent the President is, yet he’s amiable and genuine—far more real than our prior officials. He truly understands our needs, so I only make these dumplings for him. Others merely receive them incidentally."
"Watching these old men eat dumplings really angers me!"
The Sect Leaders remained oblivious to the elderly woman’s thoughts, contemplating how to explain this to their disciples upon returning, as they’d assured gaining much money and acquiring fine elixirs, but now it seemed impossible—it’s deeply embarrassing with no solution.
Some ate dumplings, and amidst it all, began to weep, which the elderly woman could no longer tolerate: "That’s it, I’m fetching chopsticks—you can’t stop me; today, I’ll stab them to death!"
"Eating at our place—they consume our dumpling skins, fillings, soy sauce, vinegar, yet cry and put on pitiful faces. Don’t they have mothers to teach them? They disgust me so!"
"Chopsticks won’t do; I’ll grab a waste water ladle to stab them!"
The head chef dared not utter a word.
They cried, then laughed.
If An Xiaoning were present, she’d surely praise the elderly woman.