To indulge in this lavish dim sum breakfast, Yun Ran even skipped her own breakfast, coming with an empty stomach prepared for a feast.
"Sister Zhao, didn’t you invite for dim sum? When will it be served? I’m starving. I’ve been waiting since last night. I didn’t even have breakfast today and rushed over here."
Zhao Mingzhu: ...
Raised abroad, she was used to the directness of foreigners but had never encountered soone as candid as Yun Ran.
It was almost as if she outright declared she was here just for a al, and not just any al, but to eat her money’s worth.
Zhao Mingzhu’s eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of teasing as if she had thought of sothing.
"I’ll have it served right away. Today, whatever you want to eat, we’ll make sure you’ve had enough."
The Zhao Family’s private club for entertaining guests certainly had the confidence to make such a promise, offering anything legally obtainable.
Whether it flew in the sky, ran on land, or swam in the water, they had all kinds of ingredients.
[Host, what does Zhao Mingzhu an by this? Do I sense that she thinks this is your last al, hence she’s letting you eat whatever you want?]
"Looks like you’re not so daft, detecting that subtle tone."
The Ginsengfruit chuckled twice, admitting it felt a twinge of envy when it heard "eat whatever you want."
"Don’t worry, I’ve already gathered four of the materials. I just need one more to create a body for you. Then, you can eat whatever you like!"
The simple horizontal eyes of the Ginsengfruit imdiately turned into sparkling stars: Wow wow wow wow wow~~~~
As they spoke, the small cabinet behind the table had its panel vanish, and a robot erged, steadily placing all the dishes on the table.
"Enjoy your al, esteed guest~"
The voice was so adorable that it made Yun Ran itch inside, tempting her with the thought of taking it ho. It was simply too cute.
Not until the robot retreated back into the cabinet and the panel rose did Yun Ran reluctantly shift her gaze away.
Her eyes landed once again on the array of dishes before her. Just one glance and they looked delicious.
Yun Ran was far from shy and picked up her chopsticks imdiately, giving every dish a try without the slightest worry about poison.
With each bite, Yun Ran felt her heart soar; everything was incredibly tasty.
Thinking back to her days at Qingfeng Temple, what kind of life had she been living? It was like eating pig slop!
The als at the Yun Family had always been quite good, and she was super satisfied, but after tasting the cuisine prepared by the Zhu Family chef, she felt her life had been worthwhile.
And now, she wanted to swear: Being rich is damn good!!!
Yun Ran’s eating wasn’t unseemly, but she was indeed fast. In no ti, the dishes and so snacks on the table were all gone.
She looked longingly at Zhao Mingzhu, as if to say: I’m not full yet, still hungry, more food please~
Zhao Mingzhu’s eyelids drooped slightly, clearly thinking that Yun Ran was just stalling for ti. Could she really think she’d eat enough to make it worthwhile right before her demise?
Perhaps it was because Yun Ran’s eyes were always smiling, with no trace of worry or fear, that Zhao Mingzhu felt sowhat annoyed.
She felt like Yun Ran had gotten the better of her and left her stifled with frustration.
Throughout the al, Yun Ran didn’t spare even a single glance at the three Black Robed People, who seed to be nothing more than decorations, completely refraining from disturbing her dining.
The scene was harmonious to an almost ludicrous degree.
The robot served Yun Ran two more special dishes, and particularly the fish recomnded by the waiter, which was brought out three tis in succession.
After eating and drinking her fill, Yun Ran even let out a satisfied burp, then she leaned back in her chair, slowly rubbing her stomach with a contented expression on her face.
Just at that mont, the Black Robed People made their move, their speed extrely fast.
Moreover, their coordination was seamless. One of them threw a talisman directly at Yun Ran, while another one attacked with a Magic Artifact.
Still another person directly took out a chain emitting an evil aura and flung it towards Yun Ran.
Zhao Mingzhu saw the attack unfold, quickly got up, and swiftly retreated. It was at that mont when over a dozen n erged from nowhere in the private room.
From their appearance, they seed to be Zhao Mingzhu’s security team. They ford a tight circle around Zhao Mingzhu for her protection.
At the sa ti, with several "clack clack clack" sounds, steel plates fell in synchrony, sealing off the doors, windows, and walls of the room.
Yun Ran looked at the private room now enclosed by thick steel plates, her eyebrows tensed and furrowed deeply.
What exactly does the Zhao Family want to do—setting up such traps in their own clubhouse?
[Host, according to the detection, these steel plates’ protective asures have reached the highest level of this small world.
Unless they open it, even if a bomb is thrown over, there is no way to break these steel plates.
However, there is no need to worry; my armory contains weapons that can blow apart these steel plates. Does the Host need to borrow them?]
Even in such a situation, Ginsengfruit didn’t forget to sell its armory.
"Your current host is just a fortune-teller, not a High-level War General from your world!"
Ginsengfruit imdiately felt a bit regretful. Alas, what could be more frustrating than a "hero being useless"? It seems that its armory will never get a chance to be used in this lifeti.
While discussing with Ginsengfruit, Yun Ran’s movents didn’t stop; with a slick sidestep and leap, she skillfully dodged the encirclent of three Black Robed People.
With a "snap" sound, the shadowy chain struck the table, instantly shattering it into pieces.
At the cracked parts of the table, black smoke erged, revealing signs of corrosion.
If that chain had hit a person, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
Zhao Mingzhu witnessed this scene and retreated several steps in succession.
But how could Yun Ran let off the person who dragged her into this situation so easily? With several leaps, she rushed towards the vicinity of Zhao Mingzhu and her party.
The Black Robed People, whether because they didn’t want to harm the bystanders or because they had an agreent with Zhao Mingzhu, beca sowhat hesitant in their attack against Yun Ran.
Seizing the opportunity, Yun Ran imdiately took out the Peach Wood Sword and slashed with it, shattering the robes of one of the Black Robed People.
Ling Buqu never dread that he would fall in front of Yun Ran just like that.
"Master Ling, it’s you!"
The shock on Yun Ran’s face was genuine; she rembered that Shen Zhe and his fellows treated this Master Ling quite well.
Which was enough to show that this person also had so status in the Special Administration Bureau.
Originally, Ling Buqu just wanted to capture Yun Ran alive, but now that Yun Ran had seen his face, he couldn’t leave her alive.
His actions beca exceedingly ruthless, no longer caring about Zhao Mingzhu and the others, and went straight for the kill.
"Ah" "Ah" "Ah"...
Several screams in a row; Zhao Mingzhu’s security guards, unable to fend off such Xuan Sect thods, were instantly taken down several notches.
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