Upon feeling this terrifying pressure, Chrysanthemum Douluo almost instinctively summoned his martial soul to resist.
Qirong Tongtianju!
To his horror, the once domineering golden chrysanthemum had failed to bloom even a single petal.
There was absolutely no response!
It was as if it was being suppressed by some invisible force!
"How is this possible!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo roared inwardly, cold sweat instantly soaking his back.
He's a level 95 Super Douluo!
In the entire Spirit Hall, apart from Pope Bibi Dong and Grand Elder Qian Daoliu, who else could suppress him so much that he couldn't even release his spirit?
But this young man in front of me looks to be in his early twenties...
"boom!"
The next second, an even more terrifying pressure slammed down like Mount Tai.
Chrysanthemum Douluo felt his legs go weak, and he uncontrollably knelt down.
"Crack!"
His knees slammed heavily onto the wooden floor, the immense impact causing spiderweb-like cracks to appear on the floor.
"Elder Ju!"
Hu Liena and the other two stood aside, trembling with fear.
They had expected a fierce battle to erupt between the two, a battle that would be evenly matched!
But in the end, the dignified elder of the Spirit Hall, the level 95 Chrysanthemum Douluo, was actually forced to kneel on the ground by a single look?
The impact of this scene is more shocking than anything else!
"Just what level of powerhouse is this senior?" Yan swallowed hard, his voice trembling.
Lin Feng maintained his calm expression, resting his chin on his hand, his calm gaze unsettling.
He spoke slowly, his voice light and airy, yet it conveyed a sense of impending death.
"You're eating my food on my turf, and you don't want to pay?"
"Chrysanthemum, you've got some nerve."
chrysanthemum?
If anyone dared to address him in such an insulting way under normal circumstances, Ju Douluo would make them understand why flowers are so red!
As an elder of the Spirit Hall, how could he allow others to trample on his dignity?
Even when facing Ning Fengzhi, one of the three sect leaders, the other party still had to give him some face.
But now, he can't even stand up, let alone teach the other party a lesson, and he could be killed by the other party at any time!
Cold sweat poured down his forehead, and large beads of sweat dripped down his cheeks onto the floor.
That usually alluring and seductive face was now deathly pale, and even her lips were trembling slightly.
Now he finally understood why Hu Liena and the other two had acted so respectfully.
Hu Liena and the other two watched this scene with their hearts pounding in their throats.
Yan's face turned pale and then red, and he wished he could rush up and slap Chrysanthemum Douluo across the face and kick his ass!
Why did you come here acting all high and mighty? Now look what's happened, you've gotten yourself into this mess!
Xie Yue and Hu Liena were so nervous that their palms were sweating, fearing that Lin Feng might really get angry and kill Chrysanthemum Douluo.
But they didn't dare to step forward and plead for Chrysanthemum Douluo.
After all, they were quite clear about their own identity as Little Karami.
If you rashly step forward to plead for mercy, you might die before Chrysanthemum Douluo!
The situation remained deadlocked.
Chrysanthemum Douluo knelt on the ground, trembling, his clothes soaked with cold sweat.
Lin Feng sat in the rocking chair, his indifferent expression sending chills down one's spine.
The eerie atmosphere filled the entire restaurant with a sense of oppression.
At this moment, Lin Feng was already mentally complaining.
Damn it, I warned you so you would pay obediently, how come you don't understand that?
And those three little chives next to him, didn't they know to say something and remind Chrysanthemum Douluo?
I've made it so obvious, and you guys are still pretending to be clueless!
Lin Feng was roaring internally, but on the surface he remained calm.
There's no way around it, I can't let my public image crumble!
He coughed lightly and spoke again.
"Yue Guan, I'll ask you one more time."
His voice remained indifferent, yet carried an undeniable authority.
"Are you trying to dine and dash?"
This is quite clear; it's practically telling Chrysanthemum Douluo to "hurry up and pay up."
Chrysanthemum Douluo's lips trembled as he finally realized what was happening.
yes!
Wasn't his conflict with this mysterious senior caused by a meal bill?
Sixty-one thousand gold soul coins.
Is it expensive (or kneeling of a title duoluo ?)
It's not expensive at all!
What is money compared to life?
Let alone 60,000, even 600,000, as long as it saves his life, Chrysanthemum Douluo wouldn't blink an eye!
"No... I wouldn't dare! I'll pay right away."
Chrysanthemum Douluo's voice trembled like a leaf, and his right hand reached for the storage soul tool on his left wrist, preparing to take the money.
But his hands were shaking like someone in the late stages of Parkinson's disease.
I don't know if it was because I was too nervous, or because my soul power was being suppressed and not flowing smoothly.
After trembling for a long time, he still couldn't produce a single gold soul coin.
In his anxiety, Chrysanthemum Douluo ripped off the storage soul tool from his wrist and threw it at Hu Liena's feet with a "thud".
"Nana, go pay for me!"
Hu Liena stared at the glittering golden storage soul tool on the ground, stunned for two seconds before she reacted.
She crouched down and carefully picked it up.
"Sixty-one thousand gold soul coins..."
Hu Liena muttered to herself as she began taking out money.
One, two, three…
Seeing this, Chrysanthemum Douluo was extremely anxious!
What time is it? This girl is still counting them one by one.
He felt like every second was a year, and the oppressive force pressing down on him made it hard to even breathe.
"Nana!"
Ju Douluo's voice became hoarse from shouting, sounding like a rooster being choked.
"Just give all the gold soul coins inside to the senior! Don't bother counting them!"
Hu Liena then seemed to wake up from a dream and hurriedly ran to the counter.
She poured out all the wealth from her storage soul tool in one go.
Splash!
The table was instantly piled high with gleaming gold soul coins!
Besides gold soul coins, there are various valuable gems, jade, and even several gold cards with huge sums of money.
The pile of gold coins glittered under the light, looking like a small mountain of gold.
Yan and Yiyue stared wide-eyed.
Goodness, Elder Ju is really rich!
Lin Feng raised an eyebrow slightly as he looked at the pile of treasure on the table.
How many points can I exchange for so many Gold Soul Coins?
Unfortunately, he could only collect the compensation he was entitled to.
However, on the surface, he maintained his nonchalant demeanor, glanced at the mountain of gold coins, and muttered to himself:
"System, collect the money."
The next instant, the pile of glittering gold soul coins on the counter seemed to have been snatched away by an invisible hand, and a large portion of it disappeared in an instant.
Sixty-one thousand gold soul coins, no more, no less, disappeared without a trace.
The remaining gold coins and gems lay quietly on the table, motionless.
Hu Liena's eyes widened, and she subconsciously rubbed them.
"What...what kind of method is this?"
Chrysanthemum Douluo knelt on the ground, witnessing this miraculous scene, and was overwhelmed with shock.
This level of precise control was simply beyond his comprehension!
Lin Feng waved his hand dismissively, "I'm just a restaurant owner, not a robber."
"Honesty is the most basic principle."
Looking at the remaining pile of gold coins and various gems on the table, a slight regret flashed in Lin Feng's eyes.
It's a real shame that so much money is right in front of me, but I can't accept it all and exchange it for points.
However, as a principled boss, he only accepts what he is entitled to, and doesn't take a single penny more.
This is what's called restaurant professional ethics!
Then, Lin Feng snapped his fingers lightly.
In an instant, the terrifying pressure that had been pressing down on Chrysanthemum Douluo vanished without a trace.
"Thank you for your mercy, senior!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo quickly got up from the ground and bowed deeply to Lin Feng.
But Lin Feng's next words sent a chill down Chrysanthemum Douluo's spine, who had just thought he had escaped a calamity.
"Now that the issue of dining and dashing is over, let's talk about wasting food, shall we?"
[End of the Chapter.]