The old man on the left took a sip of rough tea and pointed at the peddlers hawking their wares on the street, saying, "A bunch of mortals, so noisy."
The old man opposite him replied, "In this remote place, what can they amount to?"
The old man on the left sighed, "We in the Holy Land enjoy a life of luxury and pleasure. Now, we're sent to do this kind of errand, and we barely even get any travel expenses. It's really depressing."
The old man opposite agreed, "You're right. Staying in this place for too long will really diminish our blessings. We should focus on which invitations haven't been delivered yet, and finish this quickly so we can go back and report."
The old man on the left said, "I can't stand being in this wretched place for even a minute."
While the two old men were still incessantly grumbling, the waiter suddenly slammed two bowls of beef noodles onto their table, splashing soup everywhere.
The waiter clearly lacked any sense of service, casually tossed his rag over his shoulder, and walked away without looking back.
This infuriated the two of them.
One of the old men immediately called out to him, "Young man, what's with the attitude? Don't you have any sense of service?"
The waiter turned back and retorted, "Eat it or get out."
Slap!
The other old man slammed his hand on the table, instantly standing up, "You dare to curse at us? Do you know who I am?"
The waiter's face was full of disdain, "Sit down and be quiet. I've seen plenty of people like you, claiming to have some background in the mystical arts and putting on airs. Don't try to pull that on me."
The old man was about to fly into a rage, but his companion pulled him back: "Forget it, what's the point of arguing with these country bumpkins? We still have to hit the road after we finish eating."
Helplessly, the old man had to suppress his anger and picked up his chopsticks to eat the noodles.
However, when he saw the noodles, the anger of one of them immediately flared up.
"Waiter! Come here!"
"What are you yelling about? Mourning a death!"
The waiter walked to the table with an impatient look.
The old man on the left tapped the noodle bowl with his chopsticks and asked, "You said it was beef noodles, where's the beef?"
The waiter sneered, "I thought it was something serious. Have you ever seen a wife when you eat 'wife cakes'? Making such a fuss, you're really just a bumpkin."
The old man couldn't take it anymore. He stood up, pointed at the waiter, and said, "Damn it! I, Hu Guangshan, a fourth-rank powerhouse of the Nirvana Realm, an Outer Court Deacon of the Tianjue Holy Land!
Wherever I go, people fawn over me. Yet today, I'm looked down upon by a mere mortal like you.
They say a master of the mystical arts cannot be humiliated. I must teach you a lesson!"
However, the waiter remained unmoved. "Alright, stop the act. If you were really someone important, you wouldn't be eating in this small tavern. See over there?"
Following the direction the waiter pointed, a more impressive-looking restaurant came into view.
"That's where people with class go. Go there if you dare. If you don't, just eat your noodles quietly and stop putting on airs.
If you keep yapping, don't blame me for verbally assaulting your mother."
After saying this, the waiter gave Hu Guangshan a disgusted look and turned to go into the back.
Hu Guangshan trembled with rage, turning to his companion, he said, "Old Zhang, I really didn't expect that an ant with no cultivation could have the courage to keep dancing on the edge of death?"
"They're from a backwater place, haven't seen the world. It's normal they don't know who we are."
"But I just can't swallow this anger. This group of ants dares to provoke us. It's unforgivable!"
"Forget it, let's eat our noodles. We still have to go to the Yin Tian Royal Court to deliver invitations, then to the Great Xia Kingdom. It's a long journey."
Helpless, the two men could only pick up their beef noodles, which had no beef, and began to eat in silence.
"Shopkeeper, come out and greet the guests."
With a shout, Ding Buer and Yun Weiwei entered the noodle shop.
The shop assistant saw the two and immediately greeted them with a smile: "Oh, Master Ding, Miss Yun, you're here again! Come, come, come, please come inside."
Soon, the two were seated at a table by the window in the noodle shop, under the enthusiastic guidance of the waiter.
Seeing this, Hu Guangshan immediately said to Zhang Danfeng, "Look at that face! It's so damn irritating. This kid is more enthusiastic towards a Body Tempering Realm eighth-grade trash than he is to us. I want to know what the hell is going on."
Zhang Danfeng's face twitched as well. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Maybe he's a relative or something. After all, they're from the same town, so they might know each other well."
"I really want to beat the crap out of this guy right now. Even my uncle can't take this anymore."
Ding Buer obviously didn't notice the situation at Hu Guangshan's table. He simply took out a Spirit Crystal from his pocket and said, "Bring out all your best dishes and wine. Set up a whole table. My master will be back soon, and I need to reward him. The rest is for you as a tip."
The waiter was immediately excited. "Sir Ding, please be seated. I'll arrange it right away. There are a few jars of twenty-year-old daughter red in the cellar. I'll bring them right away."
"Do you have Osmanthus Wine? Our master loves it."
"Don't worry, leave it to me. Although we don't have it here, the restaurant next door does. Please wait a moment. I'll make sure everything is arranged properly."
"Go, and be quick about it."
"Alright!"
With that, the waiter eagerly ran to buy the wine.
However, just as his left foot crossed the threshold, Hu Guangshan stopped him: "Waiter, what do you mean by that?"
"What do you mean, what do I mean?"
"Why are you so polite to them, but so cold to us?"
"Where's the coldness?"
"Isn't it cold?"
"Laughable. You ordered two bowls of beef noodles, totaling thirty coins, and you expect me to be polite? Do you expect me to treat you like my father?
I suggest you read less of that self-help nonsense and think about why, at your age, you're still stuck in this dump eating plain noodles."
"Kid, you'd better choose your words carefully, or this won't end well today!"
The waiter, also losing his temper, rolled up his sleeves and said, "They ordered a whole table of dishes and gave a whole Spirit Crystal. How much did you give?
If I treat everyone the same, what do you think they'll think? If you want the same attitude, you have to offer something of equal value."
Zhang Danfeng was furious: "You truly have no foresight, only focused on such trivial gains. No wonder you can't amount to anything."
The waiter retorted, "Stop acting like you're some big shot. With your two penniless looks, eating a bowl of beef noodles makes you think you're important.
Are you going to eat or not? If not, get out! I have other things to do, and I won't bother with you today."
After speaking, he turned to leave.
Hu Guangshan was furious: "You dare to disregard the people of the Tianjue Holy Land? I see that you are courting death."
"Have you been watching too many of those 'Douhun Continent' shows? 'Courting death' and all that. Are you going to say 'Resurrect, my birdman?' I run into three of you middle-schoolers every month.
You think you know a thing or two and go around acting tough, only to end up with the constables collecting your corpse in the woods the next day. At your age, if you want to live longer, stop trying to be a young person and acting up.
Be down-to-earth, don't wait until you're old and shedding silent tears, regretting the past."
"Old Zhang, he must die today. I can't swallow this anger. To think, I, a fourth-rank great cultivator of the Nirvana Realm, have been humiliated like this by an ant."
"Old Hu, calm down. The face of the Tianjue Holy Land is more important than anything. Don't make too much of a scene for now. We'll tear down this winery after we complete the mission."
Ding Buer saw the waiter at the door arguing with the two old men and immediately shouted: "Hey, what are you doing? Why aren't you working? If you delay the time, the owner will blame me, and I can't take the responsibility."
"Master Ding, please calm down. It's not that I don't want to go, but these two outsiders are putting on a show here, and I'm just too tied up."
Ding Buer then noticed the two old men and immediately stood up with a smile, cupping his hands. "May I ask what your lineage is, fellow Daoists?"
Hu Guangshan immediately said, "We are from the Tianjue Holy Land. We are here on a mission from the sect. We stopped here to eat something, but we encountered this snobbish fellow. We were just about to kill him to vent our anger."
Ding Buer's eyes lit up, and he hurried over. "So, you are esteemed people from the Tianjue Holy Land! I am honored!"
Then, he said to the waiter, "Hurry up and get back to work."
"Yes, Master Ding."
The waiter then glared at Hu Guangshan and strode out of the tavern.
Ding Buer immediately warmly welcomed the two to his table. "Esteemed ones, I am Ding Buer. May I have the honor of treating you both to a meal?"
Seeing Ding Buer's flattering attitude, Hu Guangshan and Zhang Danfeng immediately regained the feeling of being admired and respected.
"We intended to continue our journey and didn't want to get involved in this mortal world, but since you've extended such a gracious invitation, we might as well stay and have a bite to eat."
"Very well, since we've met today, it can be considered a bit of fate. If there's an opportunity in the future, I'll bestow upon you a stroke of fortune."
"Thank you, both Immortals, please be seated."
After they were seated, Ding Buer immediately had the food served.
Don't let the small size of the shop fool you; the dishes were delicious and aesthetically pleasing, with a distinct flavor.
After a few rounds of drinks, Hu and Zhang had become somewhat familiar with Ding Buer.
Ding Buer took the opportunity to fill both of their cups, accompanying them with a smile, and said, "I've heard that the Tianjue Holy Land is a top-tier immortal sect of the Xuanmen, ethereal and impossible to trace. To meet you two Immortals today is a blessing earned over several lifetimes..."
"You are both Immortals. Why are you here in the secular world instead of cultivating in your sect?"
Zhang Danfeng took a swig of wine and then said, "To be honest, this errand has really screwed over us two junior brothers. Our Holy Son is getting married on the seventh day of the seventh month.
We've been traveling all over the Xianwu Continent for a year, inviting all the major royal courts, first-rate sects, and reclusive masters to attend.
But who would've thought we'd lose our funds two months ago? Otherwise, with our status, we wouldn't be arguing with someone in this small tavern over a bowl of noodles."
In reality, the two of them had lingered in the mortal world after entering it, spending their money in high-end establishments, so naturally, their funds weren't enough.
Furthermore, their status from the Holy Land prevented them from asking others for money, so they could only come to this inconspicuous little place to eat some cheap food.
Upon hearing this, Ding Buer immediately took out a storage bag from his bosom, "Two Immortals, life is full of disappointments, don't worry about it. Here are five hundred Mid-Grade Spirit Stones and some Low-Grade Spirit Stones.
It's not much, and it may not even catch your eye, but please accept it as a gesture of goodwill. When I become successful in the future, I will show my respect to you, Immortals."
After Ding Buer's subtle prompting, the two men reluctantly accepted.
After all, he'd made it clear; refusing would be impolite.
"So, Deacon Ding, is it? You're a perceptive man, worthy of respect."
"We won't take your Spirit Crystals for nothing. How about this: we'll give you a chance. Here's an invitation. You can attend the Holy Son's wedding ceremony at the Tianjue Holy Land on the seventh day of the seventh month."
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