"Kid, don't come here looking for trouble. If you don't like the food, just don't eat it. Why are you causing a scene here? I've been running this shop for hundreds of years, and you're the first one to make such a fuss."
At this moment, the commotion outside also drew Master Mao from the kitchen. He stood with his arms crossed, speaking with a displeased expression.
If it were a normal matter, he might have spoken politely, but for someone who started barking like a dog, Master Mao never indulged them.
Xianzhou people have lived for hundreds of years; who hasn't had a temper tantrum at some point?
Plus, Yaoqing Xianzhou has always been full of martial virtue. You, a stinky outsider, came to Chang'an Sky to cause trouble?
"Hey, how am I causing trouble? I can't even say it's bad food, huh! What do I care if you've been running this shop for hundreds of years? What do you mean by coming out with a knife, chef? What, you want to fight?"
Scott remained unyielding, showing no fear whatsoever.
"Guests are welcome, we naturally won't resort to violence, unless... this person doesn't consider himself a guest."
In the hall, a local Xianzhou young man snorted coldly and stepped forward.
"Tsk tsk tsk, calling himself a lone wolf, yet barking like a wild dog? Is everyone in your Interstellar Peace Corporation like you?"
Wei, who was beside him, also couldn't help but marvel. How did this person grow up without being beaten to death?
"What's it to you? Pretty boy! Say one more word and I'll break your hand!"
Scott glanced at Wei, speaking dismissively.
This person had a smiling face and looked very easy to bully.
Then, this single sentence immediately provoked public outrage. In the hall, more than half of the people slammed their tables, stood up, and surrounded Scott.
Over the years, who among them hadn't fallen ill? They all relied on Wei's miraculous medical skills. Now that Wei was being insulted, how could these people sit still?
"What? You want to fight? My company's mechs won't put up with you!"
Seeing so many people take a step forward in unison, Scott took a step back, feeling a bit guilty, but his words remained sharp.
"Boss, let's just forget it. I heard everyone on Yaoging knows kung fu... We'll be at a disadvantage if we fight..."
A company employee beside him whispered, but Scott ignored him.
"You all want to be the first to step up, huh! Alright, I'll give you a chance. According to Xianzhou rules, let's have a one-on-one duel! Don't say I'm bullying you. A duel means one against one, and no one can cheat!"
As Scott spoke, he directly put on his company mech, a heavy iron-clad figure.
Then, he looked at Lingsha, who appeared delicate and powerless like a slender willow.
"The one sitting over there, come out! You're first!"
Scott pointed at Lingsha, a look of arrogance on his face.
"Me... me?"
Lingsha pointed at herself with her finger, her face full of confusion.
How did it turn to her?
"That's right, you! Look at your build, I'll just stand here and let you hit me! You won't even break my armor! Come on! Hit me hard, right here!"
Scott, wearing his armor, patted his chest.
"Although I am not skilled in martial arts, as a Vidyadhara, I do possess some strength...
Lingsha said calmly, not refusing.
As she spoke, she extended her small fist.
Unlike typical Vidyadhara, her hands and feet were tinged with a reddish hue, whether it was natural or acquired.
Then, bang!
Scott's mech immediately emitted a dull thud.
The sound was very faint, almost inaudible to others, but Wei could see that Scott's life force rapidly plummeted in an instant. There seemed to be the sound of liquid spraying inside the mech. Hmm, it must have been a mouthful of blood, a minor issue, not fatal.
"Hiss... Big sister, what do you do?"
Scott said with some difficulty.
"In my early years, my master and I traveled far from home, wandering the Star Sea, so naturally, I learned some self-defense techniques."
Lingsha said with a sweet smile.
"Alright, alright, I understand. So you're not a local Yaoging resident. You can leave, I won't fight you."
Lingsha: ?
However, Lingsha said nothing and simply sat back down.
It's better to avoid trouble. Having experienced a lot, the Lingsha of early years might have gotten entangled, but now, don't get angry, don't get angry...
"If you're not a local Yaoging resident, why did you come out? If I didn't see you were a woman, I would've already kicked you... Really..."
Scott waved his arms, then picked and chose among the crowd.
Looking around, he saw people either coolly watching him with crossed arms, letting him choose them, or already eager to jump in.
After the incident with Lingsha just now, Scott became much more cautious.
It seems the rumor that everyone on Yaoqing Xianzhou knows kung fu is true! If that's the case, then I'll find someone easy to bully...
He scanned the crowd and indeed found one.
A shorty standing at the back of the crowd, happily eating a skewer of meat.
It was clear she was enjoying her food, her face full of happy smiles, like a simpleton. She looked easy to bully!
"That shorty! The one five feet minus half an inch, that's you! You have to admit you're short, stand firm when you get hit, come out."
"Me?"
Yunli quickly finished the meat skewer in her hand, then wiped her hands.
"Yes, you! Come on! Let's duel!"
"Got it."
Yunli nodded.
Then, with a flick of her small hand, a heavy black iron sword appeared in her grasp.
The heavy black iron sword, paired with Yunli's petite figure, immediately exuded an aesthetic of violence.
This sword was taller than her!
In an instant, Scott felt his luck was good; he had won the lottery again!
"Old buddy, how do you want to chop? What? Smash him? Alright!"
Scott: ?
"How about this, Sister Lingsha punched you just now. This time, you punch me, no matter how hard, I'll take it, how about it?"
A mischievous smile appeared on Yunli's lips as she looked at Scott and said with a grin.
"There's also this..."
Scott was about to say "Alright," but suddenly, he felt a chill in his crotch. His intuition told him that if he really did that, he would be dead!
"Hmph, I disdain taking advantage of a child. Let's have a fair duel!"
"Saying he disdains taking advantage of a child, yet choosing a child as an opponent, where does he get the nerve..."
Among the crowd nearby, sneers were incessant. However, with Scott's thick skin, he naturally wouldn't be affected.
"Alright, then let's do this normally. Come on, let's go outside. This place is too small, it'd be bad to break other people's things."
With that, Yunli walked out.
"Alright, as you wish."
Scott nodded and also walked out the door.
Then, he saw Yunli's small figure, holding a ten-meter-tall greatsword with both hands, pointing it at him.
Shading the sky and covering the sun, the shadow of this greatsword completely enveloped Scott. Compared to the giant sword, Scott's mech appeared incredibly tiny.
"Heh heh."
He forced a smile, then closed his eyes. If only he had known, he would have punched her first to let off some steam...
However, what he didn't know was that if he had actually thrown a punch, what would appear before him now wouldn't be a ten-meter greatsword, but a forty-meter one...
Bang!
Yunli was kind-hearted; she didn't use the blade of the sword on him, but rather slammed it down.
This blow directly embedded his body into the ground.
"Mr. Scott! Mr. Scott!"
Two company employees struggled greatly to pull Scott out of the ground.
"Cough cough, I despise dishonest people the most in my life! You go back!"
Scott patted himself off, ignoring the cracks on his armor.
Damn it, I can't beat women, I can't beat kids, I don't believe it!
Scott looked around, and suddenly his gaze locked onto a certain white-haired figure in the crowd.
"You! It's you! What's wrong, so rude you don't even look people in the eye, it's you! Come out!!!"
Scott screamed hysterically at Jingliu.
Damn it, I don't believe it, can this blind person still beat me up?
"Pfft!"
Watching Scott's finger point at Jingliu, Wei couldn't hold back and directly spat out a mouthful of tea.
Awesome, what kind of luck does this guy have? Successfully picked a Tyro among a group of Tysons. Kid, you're invincible.