"Come on, let's settle this once and for all."
"This time, I will definitely convince you."
Qin Zhan spoke first, his expression one of absolute certainty, his domineering gaze inspiring awe. He was confident that Boss Lu would help him win this round.
Jiang Yunhe, on the other side, was not intimidated at all. He patted his sleeves and sneered.
"That's what I wanted to say."
"Qin Zhan, you're doomed. I'm waiting for you to kowtow and admit defeat."
With their right hands behind their backs, the power emanating from the collision of their spiritual energies was terrifying.
The two Nascent Soul stage cultivators unleashed their full spiritual pressure, creating a shock that made many passersby tremble with fear.
An unusual phenomenon appeared above.
The sky suddenly darkened, its gloomy weight pressing down on people's hearts, and a strong wind whipped up the hems of their clothes.
A major battle is about to break out.
The soldiers defending the city were prepared to sacrifice themselves, but what they saw in the next second was both laughable and absurd.
"Feel this move of mine!"
Qin Zhan and the other man spoke in unison, simultaneously reaching out with their right hands from behind their backs to retrieve the items from their storage spaces.
When their eyes fell on what each other had brought, they were both taken aback, their expressions suddenly becoming extremely comical.
Same packaging, same aroma, same braised pork knuckle.
Elbow attack against elbow attack.
Everything indicates that the two of them are Boss Lu's customers.
Qin Zhan's bad premonition came true at this moment. This time, not only could he not win, but he also gained an enemy who was stealing his food.
Qin Zhan immediately gave a forced smile.
"Oh my, Jiang Yunhe, how did you become such a scholar?"
He didn't care; he was the one who discovered Boss Lu's existence first, and he won this round by a narrow margin.
Jiang Yunhe paused, glanced at the pork knuckle, and looked thoughtful.
He put the elbow back, still maintaining his elegant demeanor, unlike Qin Zhan's furious outburst.
"So, the reason you've been ignoring me lately is because of Boss Lu."
The two had been rivals since childhood, but outside of competition, they were close friends who would entrust their lives to each other.
During this period, Qin Zhan was absent-minded, and his answers to some of his questions were perfunctory.
He thought the other person had encountered some problem, but it turned out they had found something delicious and wanted to keep it from him.
The result of being too familiar with each other was that Jiang Yunhe could see the guilty conscience in Qin Zhan's eyes at a glance.
"Ahem, I prepared this for you this time."
Qin Zhan coughed lightly, avoiding eye contact.
He scratched his face, his earlobes burning.
He admitted that he had indeed neglected his friends during this period due to the temptations of Boss Lu.
But the pork knuckle I bought this time was originally meant to be shared with Jiang Yunhe.
"By the way, what brings you here?"
Qin Zhan, who was in the wrong, quickly changed the subject, only to be met with Jiang Yunhe's cold and indifferent gaze.
Knowing he couldn't fool them, Qin Zhan rolled his eyes and whispered something in a very low voice.
"You win this time."
"Senior Brother Jiang!"
The last two words were uttered in a whisper, so soft that they were almost inaudible.
However, he was facing a cultivator, and the sharp-eared and sharp-eyed Jiang Yunhe's expression instantly brightened upon hearing this address.
"Junior brother, be good."
He stood with his hands behind his back, exuding maturity and composure, and looked at Qin Zhan as if he were looking at an immature younger brother.
"puff!"
Someone couldn't help but burst out laughing.
The guards closed their jaws, giving the two men amusement-seeing look.
Qin Zhan, who was watching the spectacle, waved his hand, and the two left through the city gate.
They reappeared outside the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons.
Taoist Tianfeng is still enjoying the delicious food.
Qin Zhan, who had originally wanted to catch up with Jiang Yunhe, looked at Lu Wu, who was once again swallowed up by the crowd, and his face was full of doubt.
Some diners are quick and arrived early, so they've already started eating.
It was their first time eating it.
Unlike steamed buns, even with a very limited menu, this braised pork knuckle, which I absolutely love, still easily wins their hearts.
Huffing and puffing, the diners squatting on the ground didn't care about their appearance.
One bite, and the juicy, tender, and flavorful pork knuckle sends a wave of satisfaction straight to your head.
This pork knuckle is carefully cooked with a secret sauce, resulting in an irresistible aroma, rich layers of flavor, and a melt-in-your-mouth texture.
The slices of meat, with alternating layers of fat and lean meat, are all coated in broth, glistening red and oily.
Everyone ate with great relish, licking the last bit of broth from the bottom of the oil paper bag clean.
Shi Kang was one of them.
He looked at the spotless oil paper bag, patted his stomach, and felt that he hadn't had enough.
His diet was originally vegetarian, and the steamed buns he had bought before were all vegetarian. He was a little disappointed when he heard that Boss Lu only sold braised pork knuckle.
However, as a customer of Boss Lu, he thought he should buy some to support Boss Lu.
But when he took the pork knuckle, he, who originally disliked the smell of meat, didn't find it unpleasant at all; on the contrary, he had a great appetite.
He couldn't smell a trace of fishiness or odor from the pork knuckle.
The handmade sauce retains the natural aroma of the pork and blends it perfectly.
The first bite made Shi Kang realize he was wrong.
It wasn't that he didn't like eating meat before, but that he had never eaten meat that tasted so good.
If everyone had the skills of Boss Lu, he dared to guarantee that there would be no vegetarians in the world.
Shi Kang was very excited.
But looking at the diners surrounding Boss Lu, he felt extremely regretful.
With these madmen around, there's no way we can have another meal.
Shi Kang's pained expression, filled with sighs and lamentations, mirrored Qin Zhan's.
"Why are there so many people?"
Qin Zhan was puzzled.
How come there are so many diners in just the time it takes for an incense stick to burn?
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