Cui Yuanzhao.

The son of the current prime minister, though only eighteen or nineteen years old, was already a figure feared by all in the capital.

The people feared the stern and unsmiling ministers, were terrified of the tall and imposing generals with their iron will, and were even more in awe of the mysterious empress in the court.

But if we were to say who in the capital was the most feared, it would have to be the arrogant and willful son of the prime minister.

At the age of six, he led his servants to the street to smash the shelves of street vendors, simply because the candied hawthorns were too sweet for his taste.

At the age of ten, he disliked the son of the Vice Minister of Justice. They started a fight over a disagreement, scratching the other boy's entire face and leaving him with severe psychological trauma, so much so that he dared not leave the house for a month.

At the age of thirteen, he abducted and harassed respectable women. He was executed and confined to his home for half a month, yet he showed no remorse.

After that, he harassed girls, fought in the street, and dined and dashed—he did everything Cui Yuanzhao could think of.

Everyone in the capital had heard of the prime minister's son's infamous reputation and regarded him as a living devil.

This was certainly not because Choi Won-jo himself was so capable; it was simply because Choi In-seok, as prime minister, held such a high position and wielded such power that no one dared to even glance at him.

This person had been the prime minister since the reign of the previous emperor, and later assisted the empress in ascending the throne, which was of indispensable significance.

The phrase "second only to one person, above ten thousand others" best describes him.

"Young Master Cui, what brings you here so late?"

The waiter walked up to Cui Yuanzhao with a smile, bowed respectfully, and kept his head very low.

Cui Yuanzhao smiled with satisfaction, then suddenly slapped the waiter on the back of the head.

"What, you don't want me to come?"

The waiter winced in pain but dared not react otherwise, and could only quickly smile apologetically, "How could that be? It's an honor for us, Young Master Cui, to come; it brings great honor to our humble establishment..."

Cui Yuanzhao had important business to attend to today and didn't want to tease the waiter too much, so he urged, "Quickly bring me the hot pot from your restaurant."

As he spoke, Cui Yuanzhao was about to go upstairs to find a private room he liked.

Seeing this, the waiter hesitated and said, "Young Master Cui..."

Seeing the waiter follow, Cui Yuanzhao said with displeasure, "What's going on? Go and prepare!"

The subordinate glared fiercely at the waiter, which immediately made the waiter wilted.

"Young Master Cui, we're full..."

Full?

It's rarely full when I come here in the past, and it's already quite late today...

Cui Yuanzhao stopped on the stairs leading to the second floor and looked back.

The guests in the lobby on the first floor had been looking over at some point. When Cui Yuanzhao looked at them like that, they immediately turned their heads back to the hot pot and acted as if nothing had happened.

Cui Yuanzhao smiled with satisfaction and sneered, "What a bunch of useless trash. Not one of them even dares to look me in the eye."

After saying that, he dismissively said to the waiter, "If the restaurant is full, we can just ask someone to move over."

The man knew things were going badly, but he was at a loss for what to do.

Knowing that someone was going to be offended again today, he could only stick close to Cui Yuanzhao and try to keep the situation under control so that this little devil wouldn't make things worse.

After exchanging a wink, Cui Yuanzhao watched Zhang Da lead the way, then followed slowly with his hands behind his back.

Upon arriving on the second floor, most of the private rooms were tightly closed, and the few open ones were filled with guests.

As the waiter said, the restaurant was full.

Once the hot pot gained its reputation, many people came to try it.

Needless to say, the people in the lobby on the first floor are all wealthy and powerful, and none of them should be underestimated.

They were either officials in the imperial court, wealthy merchants in the capital, or related to certain people.

Cui Yuanzhao seemed not to see anything and continued walking on his own.

He glanced around from time to time, making his selection.

Then, he pointed to a private room at the end of the corridor.

Zhang Damu immediately understood and didn't waste any words.

Without even bothering to knock, Zhang Da walked straight to the door and kicked it open.

The waiter reached out as if to say something, but seeing Zhang Da's fierce look and Cui Yuanzhao's smiling expression, he couldn't utter a single word.

He dared not.

Otherwise, the anger would spill over onto him, and he might not even be able to save his own life.

The waiter clearly remembers that at the end of last year, one of the waiters at Zuixianju had his leg broken by Cui Yuanzhao for slightly neglecting his duties.

In the end, they only paid a few dozen taels of silver in compensation and that was the end of it.

With a loud bang, the door to the private room was kicked open.

Zhang Da stood there like a door god.

"If the young master wants to eat here, everyone inside, get out of here!"

An angry and displeased voice suddenly rang out from the private room, with one person shouting, "Zhang Da, you've got a death wish!"

Because Zhang Da was blocking his way, Cui Yuanzhao couldn't see what was happening inside the private room.

But the angry rebuke was heard clearly. He chuckled and said, "Who do we have here? It's Young Master Xiao. No wonder you're so confident."

Cui Yuanzhao knew this person.

The guy certainly recognized him, which was why he wanted to speak up earlier.

The guest in this private room is the son of the Minister of Rites. This evening, the Minister of Rites tried the hot pot and praised it highly. Not long after, this young master brought his friends over.

"Cui Yuanzhao, don't go too far!"

The young man known as Young Master Xiao was not very old, about the same age as Cui Yuanzhao, around eighteen or nineteen.

His face was filled with rage as he glared at Cui Yuanzhao.

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