This question intrigued not only Xu Wendong but also Pingliang Xiangzhi, as she looked towards Iga Kako. To ordinary people, ninjas already seed mysterious, let alone the Servant Gods above them.
This was definitely a realm that ordinary people could not access.
Iga Kako thought for a mont and said, "You can think of Onmyoji as animal trainers. Yes, they can match their pets through ditation and grow alongside the Servant Gods."
"Most of those Servant Gods are legendary demon beasts, and the most powerful among them is the Eight-Forked Serpent. However, no one has been able to ta the Eight-Forked Serpent since ancient tis."
Hearing this, Xu Wendong understood what the so-called lofty Onmyoji was about. Wasn’t this just like the beast officers who raised Spirit Beasts in the Taoist Sect?
But who would have thought that beast officers of low status in the Taoist Sect would beco such esteed figures in Wa Country?
An hour later,
the three reached the entrance of a twenty-four-hour ran shop.
Since it was already past ten in the evening, the ran shop’s business wasn’t busy, with only a few custors dining. In the kitchen, they could see a tall, graceful, apron-clad chef preparing noodles.
She appeared to be in her twenties, with charming peach blossom eyes. Especially when she smiled, her cheeks revealed two shallow dimples.
"Jiazi, you guys sit down and rest for a while. I’ll prepare so food for you," Ohashi Yui said in a lodious voice.
The three sat down, and after about half an hour, Ohashi Yui and another staff mber brought over three bowls of tonkotsu ran and two servings of tempura.
Iga Kako introduced Xu Wendong and Pingliang Xiangzhi to her. Upon learning Pingliang Xiangzhi’s identity, Ohashi Yui was quite surprised, having not expected her to be the leader of Bushido.
"Yui, we ca here this ti for Mr. Yanagida," Iga Kako said directly, "Mr. Yanagida has had a dream since childhood of opening his own ran shop. But he hasn’t learned how to, so I brought him here, hoping you could teach him how to make ran!"
She didn’t know how else to help Xu Wendong, so the only thing she could do was arrange for him to be around Ohashi Yui.
"Sure," Ohashi Yui readily agreed. She loved food and enjoyed teaching the art of preparing it.
There was another point.
For so reason, sitting next to him, Ohashi Yui felt an inexplicable sense of calm, a mysterious yet very real feeling.
"Thank you, Miss Yui," Xu Wendong stood up and, following Wa Country customs, bowed to her.
"Mr. Yanagida, you must learn well from Miss Yui!" Pingliang Xiangzhi said with an enchanting smile.
Xu Wendong replied, "I definitely won’t let you down," and said, sitting back on the stool, tasting Ohashi Yui’s craftsmanship.
The noodles had just the right chewiness and were refreshing, and the broth had a unique savory aroma that made one want to swallow their tongue. This was definitely the best ran he had eaten in Wa Country.
As for the tempura...
He wasn’t particularly fond of fried foods.
After dinner, Iga Kako and Pingliang Xiangzhi took a car and left the ran shop.
"Jiazi, why did you arrange for Mr. Yanagida to stay here?" Pingliang Xiangzhi asked curiously from the passenger seat.
Iga Kako showed a faint, mysterious smile at the corner of her mouth, "I also don’t know how to put it, but I have a premonition that Yui might beco the strongest Onmyoji in our country’s history."
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After Iga Kako and Pingliang Xiangzhi left, Xu Wendong followed Ohashi Yui into the kitchen. She seriously explained the techniques of kneading dough and making broth.
When custors ca to dine, she demonstrated how to pull noodles in front of Xu Wendong, who morized all the knowledge points Ohashi Yui ntioned.
Perhaps, due to the ease with which a cultivator could learn, Xu Wendong soon was able to make ran independently, although the thickness was sowhat uneven.
Even so, Ohashi Yui was astonished, clearly not expecting his comprehension to be so strong.
"Yuzheng, let’s head back first. I’ll leave the store to you tonight," Ohashi Yui told the staff in the store at two in the morning.
"Okay, Miss Yui."
Ohashi Yui took off her apron and chef’s hat, wearing a slightly loose white camisole paired with sky-blue denim shorts. Her long legs were exposed and quite striking. Full of youthful energy and a hint of sensuality.
Ohashi Yui smiled at Xu Wendong, "Mr. Yanagida, co with !"
Xu Wendong paused for a mont, "Go with you?"
"Yes," Ohashi Yui said as if it were common sense, "Since Jiazi entrusted you to , I should take care of your living arrangents."
Although her place wasn’t very big, it was a two-bedroom apartnt, and she usually lived alone. So having Xu Wendong wasn’t a big deal.
"Isn’t this inconvenient?" Xu Wendong looked a bit embarrassed, although Ohashi Yui was beautiful, he never thought of anything happening with her.
He was just thinking of finding ways to improve her abilities.
"No, since you’re Jiazi’s friend, you’re my friend too, and friends should help each other," Ohashi Yui said without leaving any room for refusal, taking Xu Wendong’s hand and walking out of the ran shop.
But at that mont,
a black business car stopped in front of them, and the door opened. Six figures in black suits ca out, and the leader, approximately in his thirties, had his hands in his pockets, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, sporting an arrogant expression, "Miss Yui, isn’t it ti to pay the protection fee?"
Ohashi Yui nervously swallowed, "I just paid a year’s protection fee last month."
The middle-aged man smiled, "Sorry, although you paid the protection fee before, that money was embezzled by the previous Hall Master and didn’t enter our Inagawa Sect’s account, so you’ll have to pay again."
Upon hearing this, Ohashi Yui’s expression instantly froze, and a trace of anger appeared on her face, "That’s a managent issue within your Inagawa Sect. Why should us ordinary people pay for it?"
"Just let us know if you’ll pay or not," the middle-aged man maintained his smile.
"What will happen if we don’t?" Xu Wendong couldn’t stand it. Ohashi Yui’s business wasn’t very good, barely earning anything after rent, utilities, labor, and ingredient costs.
Yet the other party was like shearing sheep, coming to collect a protection fee. It was really excessive.
Even if it was not Ohashi Yui but an ordinary person, Xu Wendong couldn’t tolerate it and wouldn’t just sit by.
A cold gleam flashed in the middle-aged man’s eyes, "So, you want to ddle and oppose our Inagawa Sect?"
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