It didn’t take long before the boy ca over with a big bowl of beef wonton noodles and placed it in front of Ye Tian.
"That’s quite a portion!"
Ye Tian raised an eyebrow and remarked.
"Every guest who cos to our shop says we’re generous!" The boy smiled shyly, showing no signs of deceit, and continued:
"Moreover, we’re all Chinese; we should help each other out. Life isn’t easy, so we give a little extra."
"Then why is your business still so bad?" Ye Tian picked up his chopsticks and said while eating the noodles.
The boy watched Ye Tian eat, a strange look flickered in his eyes as he replied, "Usually, our business is good; just today it’s a bit quiet. Maybe people wanted a change of taste..."
"Oh, but the taste of these noodles is quite average, not like authentic Huaxia wonton noodles. If I made it myself, it might taste better." Ye Tian said.
"Oh? Big brother is skilled in cooking too?" The boy looked at Ye Tian, and a cold glint faintly flashed in his eyes.
"A little bit, a Michelin Restaurant once invited to be a consultant." Ye Tian smiled and said.
At the sa ti, the corner of his mouth curved slightly by 0.1 milliters; he wanted to see what was strange about this shop.
"You’re amazing, brother." The boy bead, turned around, and said, "I’ll get you a glass of water."
After the boy turned around, his face revealed a strange smile.
He walked into the kitchen.
A man was lying on the kitchen floor.
This man was clearly dead, his body stiff, expression fearful, skin devoid of any color.
Furthermore, his hands and feet exposed bones.
But there weren’t any wounds on the man’s body, and not a drop of blood had spilled.
Entering the kitchen, the boy’s eyes turned extrely cold.
He picked up a cup and poured water into it.
Once he filled the cup, he gently shook his right hand above it.
So white powder sprinkled into the cup, but the water remained clear, showing no trace of abnormality.
"After eating the noodles with Bone Spirit Powder and drinking the water with Soul-breaking Powder... no matter how strong you are, you’re at my rcy." The boy’s eyes flashed with black light as he walked out of the kitchen holding the cup.
Approaching Ye Tian, his expression returned to innocence and shyness.
"Brother, have so water." The boy smiled.
At this mont, two more custors entered the shop.
"Boss, two large portions of wonton noodles!" These people were evidently regulars, calling out as soon as they entered.
But there was no response.
"Boss!" One of the custors called out again.
Still, there was no response.
"Is the boss not here?" The two custors wondered aloud.
"What would you like to eat? My dad is sick recently, has a bad cold, can’t speak..." The boy raised his head and asked with a smile.
"Huh? You’re his son?" One custor asked, surprised.
"Isn’t Mr. Lin unmarried? Where did such a grown son co from?" Another custor wondered.
"Could it be a secret lovechild?" The second custor joked.
By this ti, the smile on the boy’s face had vanished, replaced by a fierce expression.
"Ugh, so full. This portion is too large, and it’s not tasty." Ye Tian muttered, then picked up the water cup and drank it in one gulp.
The Soul-breaking Powder, it should start working...
The boy’s face showed a strange smile, turning around to check on Ye Tian’s condition.
But he had just turned his face when a shoe ca fiercely kicking towards him!
"Bang!"
The boy’s entire cheek caved in, flying backward like a cannonball, directly crashing through the wall behind!
The sudden incident frightened the two custors beside, who gasped and fled the shop like it was haunted.
Ye Tian stood up, glanced at the wall that had been smashed through, and turned towards the kitchen of the shop.
Sure enough, he saw a corpse.
This corpse should be the actual owner of the noodle shop.
The reason Ye Tian entered this noodle shop was because, while passing by the entrance, he sensed a familiar aura.
It was the sa eerie and evil aura he felt last night at the Holy Hall with the bishop.
The corpse of the noodle shop owner lay before him.
Expression twisted, eyes bulging and hollow, skin as pale as paper, hands and feet resembling bones.
This appearance was similar to the two won who were bewitched by the Church Scripture last night, only he was dead, tragically.
Limbs were all bones, akin to the strange statues in the church, but lacking wings.
This boy was evidently sent by the Holy Hall.
Ye Tian understood the entire scenario as soon as he stepped into this noodle shop.
Afterward, he just pretended not to know, curious about what the boy intended to do to him.
Unfortunately, the boy’s thods showed no creativity. He rely added ingredients to the noodles and water.
Ye Tian didn’t know what poison he used, but there was no need to know.
His body had long been immune to all poisons.
But Ye Tian wondered why they would go to such lengths to hunt him down when he hadn’t wronged them.
Just for a small branch office?
Impossible!
Thinking this, Ye Tian turned and walked back into the shop, stepping through the shattered wall.
Outside was a narrow alley, and the boy lay there.
However, at this mont, his appearance was no longer the sa.
After Ye Tian’s kick, the bones on his face were completely shattered, leaving a large dent.
Thus, his disguised face returned to its original form.
Not a boy at all, but a middle-aged man, his arms covered with tattoos.
At this ti, the middle-aged man wasn’t dead yet but close enough.
He lay on the ground, blood continuously flowing from his mouth and nostrils.
His body was twitching slightly, a moaning sound escaping his throat, evidently in severe pain.
Ye Tian walked over to him, looking down at him with detached eyes.
The middle-aged man couldn’t move any part of his body except his eyeballs.
He looked at Ye Tian with nothing but fear in his eyes.
How could this be?
He clearly added a large dose of Bone Spirit Powder to the noodles and Soul-breaking Powder to the water!
Both concoctions were secret poisons of the Holy Hall!
Any ordinary person consuming even a tiny amount would instantly drop dead!
Yet Ye Tian had eaten the entire bowl of noodles and drank the whole cup of water.
He ingested both deadly poisons, how could he be completely unhard!?
This scenario was beyond his comprehension!
"If you want to kill , could you be a bit more creative?" Ye Tian remarked.
The middle-aged man lay on the ground, unable to speak.
He stared at Ye Tian, hoping the poison would suddenly activate and strike Ye Tian dead.
Ye Tian stepped forward one more stride and asked, "It should be your leader who ordered you to kill , right?"
"Instead of sending one after another to their deaths, I might as well pay a visit to your headquarters myself."
"I have nothing to do with your Holy Hall. Why did you want to harm , speak!"
In an instant.
Ye Tian’s aura abruptly shifted, from a graceful and charming nobleman to a terrifying Demon God.
The heart of the middle-aged man skipped a beat.
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