Noodles
"I want to eat spicy hot pot."
Jiang Xiaohua pointed at a shop by the side that hadn't started business yet, and said eagerly.
"Early in the morning, where would there be spicy hot pot?" Sun Bumian clicked his tongue. "Early in the morning, you should eat fresh sliced at congee or rice noodle rolls! Eating sothing warm and nourishing, isn't it better than your stomach-hurting spicy hot pot?"
On the streets of the Spirit Void Domain in the early morning, three figures walked side by side along the road. Jian Changsheng wore a mask, looking around sneakily.
"Say... I won't be recognized, right?"
"...?"
"I, I at least have a bit of a reputation in the Suspended Jade Domain. I've been in the newspapers, okay?" Jian Changsheng couldn't help but speak.
"The ones in the newspaper are basically all side profiles they secretly took, right? And with the picture quality that blurry, how could anyone rember what you look like?" Sun Bumian waved his hand. "Besides, look at your sneaky appearance right now... where do you look like the famous General Jian? Even if you stood right in front of people, they wouldn't recognize you!"
"..."
Jian Changsheng felt that Sun Bumian's words seed to make sense, but was also a bit disappointed, and sighed regretfully.
"There's still over an hour before the conference starts... let's eat breakfast first."
Sun Bumian casually picked a breakfast shop by the roadside and walked in. Jian Changsheng and Jiang Xiaohua were indeed a bit hungry as well, and followed closely behind.
In the next second,
The three of them froze in place simultaneously.
They saw that at the very first table by the door, there sat two extrely familiar faces.
One was a youth carrying a Drawing Board and eating properly, and the other was an arrogant hooligan who practically had his feet propped up on the next table. The two were burying their heads and eating noodles heartily. From the corner of their eyes, they saw the three people walking in from outside the door, and they also froze simultaneously...
The air suddenly plunged into dead silence.
"What would the three of you like to eat?" The boss didn't notice the strange atmosphere, and ca up to welco them with a face full of smiles.
Sun Bumian put away that expression as if he had seen a ghost, smiled and replied with a sentence:
"Um... do you have fresh sliced at congee?"
"Sorry, our place is a noodle shop."
"Oh, then give a portion of big pork rib noodles."
"Two portions." Jian Changsheng stretched out two fingers.
"Three portions." Jiang Xiaohua was just about to stretch out three fingers. After thinking about it, he seed to feel that it wasn't enough for him to eat, and silently stretched out another finger, "...Four portions."
"Alrighty! The three of you sit wherever you like."
As the boss returned to the Kitchen, only Jian Changsheng and the others were left in the breakfast shop.
Nine of Hearts held it in for a long ti and finally couldn't hold it in anymore. He widened his eyes and asked:
"Why are you guys here?"
"I was just about to ask, why are you guys here?" Jian Changsheng imdiately asked back.
"We ca to cause... no, we ca for a eting!" Nine of Hearts spoke with righteous confidence. "Didn't that person say go if you want to?"
"Yeah, we're also here for a eting..." Jian Changsheng thought for a long ti, but didn't know what to say. He just silently glanced at the two of them. "Could it be... everyone ca?"
"Hehe, guess?"
"..."
Sun Bumian and Jiang Xiaohua directly sat down at the table next door. Jian Changsheng caught a glimpse of the Drawing Board on Eight of Clubs' back out of the corner of his eye, and pointed at it in confusion:
"What is drawn on this?"
On Eight of Clubs' Drawing Board, there was still that "Old Man Red King Portrait" that he stopped painting halfway through. Without a second word, he directly took that painting off and handed it to Jian Changsheng:
"My painting of the Red King, it's a gift for you."
"This is the Red King?!"
Jian Changsheng widened his eyes, stared carefully at that painting for a few glances, and then as if putting down a heavy stone in his heart, he heaved a fierce sigh of relief...
What did I say?
The Red King couldn't possibly be that guy Six of Hearts!
Sun Bumian also leaned over to take a look, and then sat back sowhat disinterested. Shortly after, the boss brought up the four bowls of noodles.
Jian Changsheng and Sun Bumian each had a bowl, while Jiang Xiaohua ate two bowls by himself, burying his head and wolfing them down. Soon, all four bowls were finished... When the three raised their heads, they found that Nine of Hearts and Eight of Clubs had already finished eating long ago, and their two pairs of eyes were staring eagerly at them.
Jian Changsheng: ...
"Boss, the bill." Jian Changsheng helplessly raised his hand and slamd the money directly onto the table. "Settle the bill for the table next door together."
Nine of Hearts chuckled:
"Thank you Black... uh... thank you Boss Wubing! Boss is generous!"
Seeing Jian Changsheng frantically making a "keep quiet" gesture, even soone as slow as Nine of Hearts imdiately reacted and changed his words.
"Boss is generous." Eight of Clubs also added a sentence.
The five people looked at each other, and then simultaneously stood up and walked out of the shop.
The boss hurriedly ca out from the back kitchen. Seeing that the five people were already leaving, he was slightly stunned, and then imdiately shouted:
"General Jian, take care on your way, co again often!"
Jian Changsheng outside the door stumbled violently.
And then the five people, as if they had seen a ghost, ran away in the blink of an eye.
The boss shrugged, looked back at the two tables with noodle bowls on them, and muttered to himself sowhat suspiciously:
"Strange... were the ones I made today not tasty?"
...
"Damn! Got recognized!" Jian Changsheng scratched his head, still not recovering from that sentence just now. "He... no... Diamonds, didn't you say I wouldn't be recognized?!"
Sun Bumian helplessly spread his hands.
"You're a celebrity now, it's hard not to be recognized." Nine of Hearts grinned and put an arm around his shoulder. "Not bad, rookie, growing even faster than I imagined."
"Jian Changsheng smiled embarrassedly. "But the noodles at this place were indeed average, tasting bland."
"Indeed, far worse than the South Sea Domain." Sun Bumian nodded.
Jiang Xiaohua didn't reply, just touched his stomach, seemingly a bit puzzled.
The five people stood on the streets of the Spirit Void Domain. Many citizens around were advancing towards a certain direction. Most of them were teenagers or young adults, looking like students... At the sa ti, Jian Changsheng also saw a pair of parents grabbing a sixteen or seventeen-year-old child, forcefully dragging him towards their ho.
"I won't! I won't go ho! I'm going to White Pigeon Square to watch the conference!"
"You little brat, what do you know! White Pigeon Square over there will be full of criminals later, are you going over there to seek death?!"
"Impossible! The Lord of Spirit Void is there, the Lord of Spirit Void will protect us!"
"I just want to see the Dusk Society!"
"..."
Nine of Hearts watched this scene with a half-smile. Only after walking far away did he speak leisurely:
"I didn't expect that there would be a day when a domain would beco so lively because of our arrival... Oh, I an lively in the literal sense."
"...If you didn't add that second half, no one would think wrong."
The five people followed the flow of people towards the direction of White Pigeon Square. According to the contents in the newspaper, this "Conference of the Century" between the Spirit Void Domain and the Dusk Society was located at White Pigeon Square. Moreover, citizens weren't restricted from spectating from the surroundings. Because of this, quite a few bold residents of the Spirit Void Domain wanted to co over and join the fun.
Nine of Hearts' gaze swept through the crowd, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised:
"Really..."
"So many familiar people..."
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