Magic Sect of Beauties: The Strongest Mage is in a Cultivation World Chapter 142: Enjoying a Peaceful Ramen Date with Grandmaster

Yang Wei and Mu Lingxi were at Dragon's Ran House, with Mo Chang waiting patiently outside. Despite Mu Lingxi's invitation for him to join them, Mo Chang refused to stay under the sa roof as Yang Wei, declaring that he'd rather die and have his body eaten by vultures than sit with that white-haired bastard.

In the ran house...

Yang Wei was on his fourth bowl of ran.

On the other hand, Mu Lingxi hadn't touched a single bowl of ran, which was uncharacteristic of soone like her who could eat over a 100 servings in one sitting. Read the latest on m_v-l'e|-

Why hadn't this gluttonous woman eaten?

Simple, because of Yang Wei.

She simply sat there across from him, elbows on the table, and her chin resting on her palms. Her big brown eyes were locked on him, watching him eat, and a bright smile lit up her face.

"Wow, these taste great," Yang Wei exclaid after finishing his bowl, lifting his head to see Mu Lingxi's intense gaze. "Eh, Lingxi, is everything alright?" he asked, noticing her stare.

"Hm?" Mu Lingxi shook her head, snapping out of her trance-like state. "Sorry, I got lost there for a mont."

"It's fine," Yang Wei reassured her. "If a pretty woman wants to watch eat, I'm more than happy."

Mu Lingxi chuckled. "Be careful, or you'll charm a lot of won with that mouth of yours."

Yang Wei waved his chopsticks dismissively. "Please, I couldn't charm a woman even if I tried." There was heavy pride in his voice even when he was doing his best to sound modest; and this made him sound even more full of himself.

Mu Lingxi gave him a side-eye. "Oh, yes, because you're so terrified of won, you'd never make a move." She spoke with obvious sarcasm.

Yang Wei nodded with playful seriousness. "Indeed, you speak the truth."

Then, Mu Lingxi leaned across the table, reaching for her handkerchief to dab the sides of Yang Wei's mouth and wipe off the food particles. "You shouldn't talk while you're eating," she scolded gently, "how many tis do I have to tell you that...?"

As Mo Chang watched Mu Lingxi clean Yang Wei's mouth, his initially relaxed hands balled into tight fists. Though his face remained calm, he seethed inwardly.

Bastard... I hate this man...

"You don't need to stress about this," Yang Wei assured her, gently pushing her hand away. "I'll clean up when I'm done."

However, while Yang Wei tried pushing her hand away, she kept it firm and managed to break free, cleaning off the remaining stains on his lips. After she finished, she smiled and said, "See? Now you look presentable!" She grinned, showing off her pearly white teeth.

For a mont, when Yang Wei heard her say those words, he blinked several tis. It seed sothing about what she said shocked him.

Nevertheless, he shook it off and said, "You're stressing yourself you know..."

Mu Lingxi sighed heavily as she pulled away. Then, she folded her arms giving off a sort of bossy yet motherly look. "No way," she insisted, "as your First Martial Sister, I have an obligation to you."

"And this is one of them?" Yang Wei raised an eyebrow.

Mu Lingxi cleared her throat, adjusting her folded arms and avoiding eye contact. "Y-yes, of course," she stamred while her cheeks grew hotter and redder with each word.

Yang Wei sighed. "Sure, suit yourself."

"I will!" Mu Lingxi's voice rose as she settled back into her chair, still avoiding Yang Wei's gaze.

"Hm?" It was then Yang Wei noticed Mu Lingxi hadn't touched her food and pointed at her bowl with his chopsticks. "Hey, you ha--"

She cut him short,"Do you want to eat mine, too?" With such a sweet and kind face, it was obvious she was more than happy to hand it to him.

"Why?" Yang Wei asked, puzzled. "Aren't you hungry?"

"It's still a bit too early," Mu Lingxi explained while smiling so radiantly that the slightest tickle would make her burst out laughing, "I... don't have much of an appetite."

Just then, Shu Fu, the robust elderly owner of the ran house, chuckled as he approached their table. "Surprise surprise! She doesn't have an appetite," he joked, "Last ti she was here, she ate 120 servings while insulting so poor fellow." He laughed heartily, patting his round belly.

Mu Lingxi slamd her hands on the table, rising from her seat. "I did no such thing!" she shouted, indignation coloring her voice.

With her outburst echoing through the ran house, the entire place fell silent, not out of fear but out of collective curiosity. Suddenly, laughter erupted from every corner, as if a joke had been shared amongst them.

"Bahahaha! She said it so truthfully that I almost thought she isn't a glutton!"

"True! If we believed her that'd be heavy hypocrisy!"

So of them laughed the air out of their lungs and fell to the ground.

Others just laughed and slamd their tabletops as they did.

Shu Fu joined in, laughing even more than them. "That's the funniest joke I've ever heard. Young Miss was acting like she didn't devour 120 bowls of ran in record ti, Bahahaha!"

Mu Lingxi froze, her body tensing like she was caught in a blizzard, her gaze shifting nervously to Yang Wei—to her, eve if everyone heard this, she didn't want him to.

Tapping his chopsticks against his teeth, Yang Wei teased, "Tsk, tsk, I've never heard of a woman with such a monstrous appetite before. Makes wonder what else you eat, people?"

"I don't eat people!" Mu Lingxi protested, slamming the tabletop again.

This only incited more laughter.

Amidst the joviality, Mo Chang kept his calm.

He looked at Mu Lingxi and smiled just a bit.

It's the first ti I've seen the Mistress Lingxi act in such a manner... it's sowhat refreshing to see.

Soon, his gaze settled on Yang Wei, and his expression turned serious once more.

Hours later...

Now, Yang Wei and Mu Lingxi were outside the Dragon's Ran House.

As usual, Mo Chang wasn't with them, but he remained within sight. It was early afternoon, so more people were walking the streets now than earlier.

Mu Lingxi stood in front of Yang Wei, looking up at him with her hands behind her back and her fingers fiddling with each other. She gathered so air in her lungs and said, "Um..." then she paused and looked down shyly, nervously playing with her feet as she thought of her next words.

"Uh, Lingxi?" Yang Wei called. "Is uh..." even he didn't know what to say.

Doing her best to shake off her nervousness, she said, "T-thank you for today. I haven't gone out much since I was grounded."

Yang Wei chuckled and told her, "It's fine. You better get going si--"

However, before he could finish, Mu Lingxi shouted, "Wait!" She stepped forward as if Yang Wei was going to run or sothing, but he clearly wasn't.

"What's wrong?" Yang Wei's eyes went wide a bit.

This might be my only chance to tell him about Cloudcrest...

Mu Lingxi thought deeply as her eyes trailed to the side where Mo Chang patiently waited.