Xia An’an’s eyes transford from shock to grievance, then to resentnt.
Although her first encounter with Xu Wendong wasn’t very beautiful.
Xia An’an impatiently rolled her eyes at him, then kept up with Xu Wendong. She was afraid one cup noodle wouldn’t be enough, so she needed to follow closely behind.
Using a spirit stone to buy a cup noodle?
And now.
Why did she make him apologize to Xu Wendong?
This woman didn’t have a big head.
Because after all, she was the most beautiful woman in the Elixir Sect, the daughter of the Sect Leader, a proud daughter of the heavens fad throughout the Nine Provinces.
It was very sad and upsetting.
"What?"
An angry voice rang out: "Dare to speak to Junior Sister like that, are you tired of living?"
A five-dollar cup noodle in hand could be worth a hundred billion Great Xia Coins?
"It has to be more!" Xu Wendong said, "Ten spirit stones a day, fair pricing, no deception. If you feel it’s right, I’ll take care of your three als."
She had clearly revealed her identity, yet he still ignored her, which left her feeling frustrated and incredulous.
The young man had an arrogant expression: "I’m Yang Fan, an Interdiate Alchemist, Qi Refining Stage Level Eight, the Sect Leader’s inner chamber disciple!"
Truly unimaginable!
Otherwise, if not for Xu Wendong worrying about the instant noodles soon rging into a mush, he definitely would have teased Yang Fan a bit more. But now, he had no ti for this, so he strode toward the master’s bamboo house.
By such a conversion.
Xu Wendong snorted, "You want to beco a slave to money?"
Despite her gratitude, she couldn’t help asking, "If I eat this cup noodle, what will you master and disciple eat?"
After all, a human heart is made of flesh, not to ntion soone was giving him ten spirit stones daily.
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He truly couldn’t bear it.
What did this an?
Although he didn’t want to apologize, he had no choice because he was afraid Xia An’an would report him to the master.
But in front of Xu Wendong alone, her sense of superiority was crushed into pieces by his indifferent attitude.
This ti, Xu Wendong was stunned.
Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, forced a smile, and said to Xu Wendong, "Junior Brother Xu, I’m sorry. I, Yang Fan, shouldn’t have offended you; please be magnanimous and don’t take it to heart."
"..."
"Deal!" Xu Wendong agreed without thinking and handed over a cup of braised beef noodles.
Before Xu Wendong could speak, Xia An’an took the initiative, and with an expressionless face full of anger, said, "Yang Fan, I don’t allow you to offend Junior Brother Xu; apologize to him imdiately, or I’ll go to my father and report you for bullying Third Elder’s disciple!"
Xia An’an followed him like a shadow, asking, "Junior Brother Xu, can you give a cup noodle? I can buy it with a spirit stone."
Xu Wendong forced a smile: "You’re really amazing." Saying this, he turned around intending to head to his master’s abode. He had no choice; the instant noodles were almost ruined.
Yang Fan was instantly dumbfounded, staring blankly at Xia An’an: "Junior Sister, I was rely trying to vent your anger, why do you want to apologize to him?"
Xia An’an hesitated, then tentatively asked, "One spirit stone?"
Even though Xu Wendong scolded her fiercely at that ti.
Xia An’an was expressionless: "Did I ever say I wanted you to avenge ?"
It had to be.
Xia An’an asked, "But what?"
Xu Wendong brought the cup noodles in front of Wuming’s bamboo house, and seeing Xia An’an finishing her cup noodles, showing a pitiful look.
"No, how I speak, what’s it to you? Who do you think you are?" Xu Wendong looked at the other party with annoyance and, without caring who he was, directly retorted.
"I..." Yang Fan was speechless, like an eggplant beaten by frost. He didn’t expect that he was rely standing up for Junior Sister, yet she wasn’t appreciative.
If that happened, at least three months of reflection in solitude, if not more, would be mandatory.
Xia An’an’s eyes lit up, agreeing repeatedly, "Alright, let’s do as you say."
Xu Wendong gave her a side glance.
"No, no, no, that’s not what I an." Xia An’an quickly said, "I feel your cooking is really good, and I just want to freeload from you."
He handed the other cup noodle he had to Xia An’an, smiling, "Here, this one is for you too."
Xu Wendong slowed his pace and smiled: "That’s possible, but how much are you willing to pay?"
Xia An’an was grateful beyond words, I knew following this man wouldn’t leave hungry.
But if she was giving him money, why should he refuse?
Totally incredible!
"Master, it’s ti for breakfast."
Therefore.
To his surprise, Yang Fan didn’t plan to let him go, blocking Xu Wendong like a ghost and coldly demanding: "First, kowtow and apologize to Junior Sister; otherwise, you won’t get past !"
At this mont.
Each spirit stone was worth a hundred billion Great Xia Coins.
It would be fine if she simply didn’t appreciate it.
To the extent that everyone who saw her had to be respectful.
"Junior Sister, surely that thing isn’t worth that much!" Yang Fan loudly reminded on the side, feeling those two spirit stones were wasted.
Could it be there were sycophants in the Cultivation Realm too?
Xu Wendong’s heart was truly unsettled, rembering how previously, in the mundane world, Qian Wantian helped him purchase more than a dozen spirit stones at an exorbitant price.
Yang Fan was despondent, loudly advising, "Junior Sister, this guy is just a profiteer; don’t listen to him. Soon, I’ll go to the mundane world and buy everything you want to eat, can’t let this profiteer benefit!"
Xu Wendong leaned in: "What did you say? I didn’t hear clearly."
As soon as the words fell, a young man in a white robe, looking about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, walked over with one hand behind him from afar.
Yang Fan suppressed his urge to hit soone and repeated what he just said.
It would definitely affect the taste.
However, Xia An’an rolled her eyes: "What’s it to you?" Saying this, she took a fork and devoured enthusiastically, following closely behind Xu Wendong, saying, "Junior Brother Xu, how about this, I’ll give you six spirit stones a day, and you take care of my three als?"
He was expressionless, exuding a lofty aura.
Xu Wendong replied, "If you want to pay the living expenses and eat with us master and disciple, that’s fine, but..."
Though sowhat handso.
But compared to Xu Wendong, there was a huge difference.
Yang Fan’s behavior was no different from a sycophant’s.
Why was she a sucker then?
Xu Wendong slightly frowned.
Seeing Xu Wendong unmoved, Xia An’an said, "What about two dollars a cup?"
Was the Elixir Sect’s Sect Leader’s daughter this rich?
But back then, Xu Wendong didn’t know her identity, didn’t know she was the daughter of the Sect Leader.
Xu Wendong produced a vacuum-packed roast chicken with a radiant smile: "We’re having roast chicken!"
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