Instead of heading towards the main dining hall, Shu Bai turned into a side corridor.
Li Yuheng raised an eyebrow and quickly caught up: "Hey? Wrong way? Isn't the cafeteria over there?"
"Shut up and follow along."
Shu Bai didn't turn his head, his voice still hard, but the murderous aura had dissipated considerably.
Li Yuheng immediately fell silent and followed along with a smug look on his face.
With my wife leading the way, I'll go anywhere.
They walked through several quiet corridors to a much smaller, but noticeably more lively, dining area.
Unlike the main dining hall, which is spacious and cold, this place has some simple tables and chairs, and even a few cubicles. The air is filled with the real aroma of food, rather than the industrial smell of nutritional pastes.
"Oh, there's even special treatment?" Li Yuheng's eyes lit up. "Not bad, Shu Bai Sentinel, you really know how to enjoy life."
Shu Bai ignored him and went straight to the food pick-up window.
This restaurant operates on an à la carte basis, offering several simple stir-fried dishes, stews, and noodles.
Clearly, this is a place to improve the meals of high-ranking sentries or those who have made meritorious contributions, as well as high-level staff.
Shu Bai ordered a simple pork chop set meal.
Li Yuheng leaned over, looked at the menu, and ordered the exact same thing as Shu Bai without hesitation.
“A shrewd scholar,” Shu Bai said in a low voice, almost inaudible.
Li Yuheng, with his sharp ears, heard it and immediately replied with a grin, "This is called whistling, singing, guiding, and following."
Shu Bai: "..."
The two of them, carrying their trays, found a quiet spot by the window and sat down.
Li Yuheng cut off a piece of pork chop and tasted it. Although it was not as exquisite as the Central Tower, it was heavenly compared to that paste-like nutritional paste.
"Now this is what eating should be like!" he exclaimed contentedly.
Shu Bai ate silently, his movements swift but not rude.
As he ate, his gaze would occasionally drift towards the door, and his brows would unconsciously furrow slightly, as if he were subconsciously on guard against something.
Just as Li Yuheng was thinking of how to make him talk, he heard some very, very, very unwanted chatter coming from the restaurant entrance.
"Have you heard? Headquarters really sent an S-class guide to help Shu Bai!" A slightly rough male voice rang out.
Another voice rang out, tinged with apprehension: "Shh... keep your voice down! Supervisor Zhao said that the guide is very capable; he successfully guided the flow yesterday and today without any incidents!"
"Hmph, he just got lucky! S-rank guides are powerful, but how many times can they withstand that? I said this morning that guide Li would eventually be scared away or injured, just like Xiao Wan!"
The owner of the rough voice seemed to get angrier and angrier as he spoke.
Li Yuheng's eyes instantly turned cold.
Okay, okay, okay…
It turns out that the culprit that upset his wife this morning and caused her mood swings to spike by 5 percentage points was this thing whose voice sounded like Donald Duck falling into a pot of boiling water!
He keeps chattering away, is he showing off that he left his vocal cords at home?
At that moment, the two sentries who had been talking also entered the small dining room.
The leader was a tall, muscular sentry with a scar on his face. He immediately spotted Shu Bai by the window and Li Yuheng opposite him.
The two sentries clearly hadn't expected Shu Bai and Li Yuheng to be in this small restaurant.
The leader, who was dressed as Donald Duck, paused for a moment, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.
But perhaps feeling that he couldn't show weakness in front of his companions, he still forced himself to come over, his gaze mainly fixed on Li Yuheng, with scrutiny and undisguised suspicion.
Li Yuheng sneered, preparing to unleash his full power.
Sharpening their knives, they're ready to pounce on Donald Duck!
"Yo—"
The sarcastic tone was interrupted as soon as it began.
"...You're an idiot."
The voice came from the sparse white on the other side.
Shu Bai's voice wasn't loud, but it was as precise as a knife thrown at the source of the noise.
The "Donald Duck" face instantly turned a liverish color, seemingly not expecting Shu Bai to speak so directly, let alone such a vulgar and blunt insult.
His companion next to him instinctively tugged at him, but he flung him away.
"Shu Bai! Who the hell are you talking about?!" Donald Duck roared, his voice even more shrill with anger.
Shu Bai raised his eyes expressionlessly.
"Whoever responds, that's who we'll talk to."
Donald Duck was so angry that veins bulged on his forehead, and his finger pointing at Shu Bai trembled: "You son of a bitch—"
"Who the hell is it?" Li Yuheng immediately chimed in, leaning back and crossing his legs. "We're eating here, can you stop scalding your throat like Donald Duck? You're disturbing my ears. If I can't hear my personal sentry, can you take responsibility?"
Before he could finish speaking, Shu Bai's cold voice rang out again, as if adding a footnote to Li Yuheng's words: "Noise pollution."
"Exactly!" Li Yuheng nodded immediately, rolling his eyes at "Donald Duck," "Did you hear that? You're polluting the environment!"
Donald Duck was trembling with anger at the two of them's back-and-forth banter, especially Li Yuheng's smug "my wife's right" look, which only added fuel to the fire: "You two—"
"Two what?" Shu Bai didn't even look up, slowly poking at the steak on his plate with his fork. "Want to lie down in the medical ward?"
The snow leopard spirit appeared silently at some point, lying lazily at Shu Bai's feet, but its cold, golden beast eyes were fixed on "Donald Duck," and a very low, warning growl came from its throat.
Donald Duck's imposing presence instantly froze.
He might dare to provoke with words, but if it came to actually fighting Shu Bai, especially when the other party's mental body was clearly in a state of alert, he wouldn't dare even if he had ten times the courage.
An S-class Sentinel going berserk is no joke, even when wearing a suppression ring.
Seeing this, Li Yuheng fanned the flames even further. He gestured to "Donald Duck" as if to say "Go ahead," and said in an exaggerated tone, "Why aren't you barking anymore? Weren't you barking quite loudly just now? Keep playing the music and dancing, shall we?"
"You...you just wait!"
Donald Duck's face turned ashen. After struggling for a long time, he could only manage to utter this utterly ineffective platitude. With his companions pulling and dragging him along, he slunk away from the small restaurant without even daring to get any food.
The restaurant fell silent again, and the few other diners lowered their heads, no longer daring to look in their direction.
Li Yuheng was in a great mood. He leaned closer to Shu Bai, lowered his voice, and said with a grin, "Not bad, Shu Bai, the sentry. You're so good at cursing! 'Idiot,' 'Noise pollution'...tsk tsk, brilliant!"
Shu Bai ignored him, simply looked away, and continued eating, as if she had just casually swatted away a fly.
But his tightly pressed lips seemed to loosen almost imperceptibly.
Li Yuheng shook his head smugly and then buried himself in his lunch.
After finishing his meal, Shu Bai stood up and said, "I'm leaving."
Li Yuheng immediately followed up: "Where to? Lunch break? A walk? Or—"
"Go back. Rest."
Li Yuheng rolled his eyes and walked side by side with Shu Bai, beginning his new round of abstract art performance.
"Rest? Great idea! Sleep is the cornerstone of mental stability!"
He nodded seriously, then suddenly changed the subject, his expression becoming mysterious, "By the way, Sentinel Shubai, do you snore? Talk in your sleep? Do you sleepwalk? Like getting up in the middle of the night to groom a snow leopard or something?"
Shu Bai: "..."
He quickened his pace.
Li Yuheng sped up, continuing her rambling: "My sleep quality is amazing. They say I sleep like a little angel... Of course, that's what other people say, I can't see it myself. But don't worry, I definitely don't snore, so I won't disturb you... Hey, how's the soundproofing in your dorm? Can you hear my breathing? I think I vaguely heard it last night..."
"Establish, Orient, Guide".
"Present! Requesting instructions!"
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