Who let him join the Sword Sect?!

Nine Dragon Restaurant.

The waiter, Liu Wu, stood at the door with a pot of osmanthus wine, gazing expectantly.

His mood was quite complex today.

Yesterday morning, after the shopkeeper drank heavily during the early wine session, he gave Liu Wu a task.

He had two days to serve a hundred tables of guests.

If he succeeded, there would be a big bonus and two additional days off.

If not, the shopkeeper planned to go into immortal cultivation, and once he succeeded, he would go to the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion to buy a Cat Talisman and optimize Liu Wu on the spot.

Of course, Liu Wu knew the shopkeeper was just talking nonsense; with the shopkeeper's belly, he couldn't even cross his legs comfortably.

Moreover, issuing such impossible tasks was a regular occurrence for the shopkeeper when drunk.

Last month, the shopkeeper asked Liu Wu to single-handedly decapitate the seven heroes of West Continent, restore Dongqi, and reclaim West Continent.

A week ago, he told Liu Wu to go and buy the Beast Taming Sect.

Compared to these absurd requests, handling just a hundred tables of guests was nothing.

It seemed like he drank less this time.

So Liu Wu didn't take the drunken words seriously and continued serving dishes as usual and idling.

But for some reason, business started to pick up yesterday afternoon, and tables of guests have not stopped coming.

Today, the store was the same.

People filled up early, leaving just one table short of the shopkeeper's requirement of a hundred tables.

Except for the reserved ninth table, which should technically count as completed, but the now-sober shopkeeper began to renege.

He said it wouldn't count if the people didn't come.

Not only was the shopkeeper's promised reward at stake, but the guests who reserved the ninth table also promised many tips.

The silver seemed right in front of him, yet unreachable, making Liu Wu extremely anxious.

So, Liu Wu held onto a pot of osmanthus wine, waiting until now.

"Where are they?"

And what was stranger for Liu Wu was not only were the ninth table's guests absent, but people inside the store didn't leave, and passersby on the street didn't enter.

It was as if some strange equilibrium had formed here.

"Am I overthinking?"

...

Up in the sky.

Elder Han concealed his presence, holding a small qilin while resting with his eyes closed.

The little creature had never seen the outside world, and now everything was curious to him. However, he was obedient and didn't move around, quietly lying in Elder Han's arms.

A few days ago, Li Jue mysteriously found him, asking him to come here to press the scene, saying only it was to catch someone.

After Li Jue left, Li Yueqi also arrived at the Dragon Palace mysteriously, mentioning the same thing.

Elder Han didn't mind and agreed.

He had watched these siblings grow up, and they engaged in such back-and-forth matters pretty often.

Elder Han thought Li Yueqi perhaps considered her brother rash and thus came to remind him once more.

However, Elder Han suddenly paused as he noticed a familiar aura.

...

Outside the store.

On the opposite barbecue stall, Lily burped and then ordered another leg of lamb.

She only ate half of the last leg, with the rest going into her big golden retriever's stomach.

After raising it for so long, Lily found her dog Maomao was also a glutton, second in appetite only to Li.

Fortunately, Maomao ate only meat and not Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, so raising her wasn't too troublesome.

Opposite Lily, the wolf demon Hui Xue quietly asked, "I say, Lily, how long are we going to wait?"

She had hidden her tail and ears, and felt very uncomfortable moving and sitting.

"Don't rush, what else do you want?" Lily, not worried at all, called the server to order a bunch of skewers.

"Forty tendon skewers, twenty shrimp skewers, as much beef as you have..." But before Hui Xue could finish, she signaled Lily with her eyes to look back.

At Nine Dragon Restaurant, someone was arguing with the waiter at the entrance.

...

At the store entrance.

When Liu Wu saw the newcomer, he had a face as if he swallowed excrement.

The man looked young, broad-bodied and overweight, simple yet cunning, cunning yet simple, single-hooded eyes, dog-kicked eyebrows, sausage-like lips.

Half of his head was shaved clean, leaving only hair on the top tied in a small braid, making it appear pointy.

From his face, he seemed like a treacherous person.

Indeed, he was Shi Yao, a notorious scoundrel recently surfacing in Yinhu City.

He bullied the weak and feared the strong, double-dealing.

Rumor had it that he practiced some martial arts in a martial arts school, but due to his laziness, he never actually learned.

Plus, his family had some wealth, so he spent most days roaming streets, engaging in slanderous rumors or disgusting acts like sticking boogers under store tables.

He was as his name suggested, a person akin to feces.

"Get lost, get lost, the store's full, we're not serving." Liu Wu said, ready to push the man out.

Shi Yao snorted coldly, dodging Liu Wu's shove, then continued swaggering towards the store.

Seeing this stubbornness, Liu Wu tried to block him, but Shi Yao suddenly turned back, eyes showing malice, raising his hand to slap him.

But halfway through, he stopped abruptly, changed his gesture to chop, then flicked his short stout arm, snatched the osmanthus wine from Liu Wu's hand.

He blew into the wine pot and then stepped towards table nine.

"Is it him?"

"Is this man Nameless?"

Xia Yan and Li Jue exchanged a look.

At the neighboring table.

Zhang Ze also asked Li Yueqi, who was disguised as a man, with his eyes.

Li Yueqi shook her head; she didn't recall such a person in the Beast Taming Sect.

Though everything seemed normal, everyone inside and outside the store focused their attention on Shi Yao.

Shi Yao, unaware of anything, sat with glee at the only vacant table nine and enjoyed his wine leisurely.