Luo Wu really didn't expect that Shura would be so open about it, that there would be good news after only being gone for such a short time?
He was momentarily confused.
As he savored the familiar taste, Shura felt even more relaxed.
Qifei sat behind the counter, her face flushed, which made her even more beautiful.
People who came to eat stared in disbelief, exclaiming, "Wow, this shopkeeper is so good-looking!"
"Manager Ruan." A scholar-looking man stood hesitantly in front of the counter.
Qifei stopped calculating and looked up.
He was the teacher at the private school next door.
"Mr. Qi, do you have time to come for lunch today?" It's no wonder Qi Fei was surprised, as Mr. Qi usually comes over for dinner, and this is the first time he's come at noon.
Mr. Qi seemed to be very shy; when Qi Fei looked at him like that, a blush appeared on his face.
He stammered, "Manager Ruan, I'd like to reserve a table for tomorrow night. Could you please save one for me?"
“Of course.” Qi Fei picked up her notebook and wrote it down. “How many people would Mr. Qi like to reserve?”
Actually, this shop isn't very big; there really isn't enough room for many people.
It's more suitable for a few close friends to eat and drink while chatting casually.
"For the three of us, I'd like to invite Mr. Zhao and Mr. Song to try the antique soup," Mr. Qi said earnestly, as if explaining to Qi Fei.
Qi Fei chuckled, "Okay, I'll save a seat for you, sir. Just come over when the time comes."
"Thank you, Manager Ruan." Perhaps seeing Qi Fei smile, Mr. Qi couldn't help but smile as well, which was caught by Shura who came out after finishing his meal.
His cold gaze sent a chill down Mr. Qi's spine.
Mr. Qi looked around but didn't find anything amiss. After saying goodbye to Qi Fei, he left the store.
He had to go back, so he bought something to eat on the way; he had class later.
Shura narrowed his eyes slightly, a sharp light flashing within them.
That man was such an eyesore.
When Qi Fei saw Xiu Luo and Luo Wu come out, a smile appeared on her face.
"Have you two finished eating?"
"Manager Ruan, your antique soup is absolutely amazing! Our adults are full of praise for it." Luo Wu had been here a few times and considered himself to be more familiar with Qi Fei, so he spoke first.
Shura glanced at him coldly, silencing Luo Wu instantly. Had he said something wrong?
But in the private room, the adults did praise her, saying she was clever and thoughtful. Could they have been referring to the proprietress?
"I'm glad you two are happy. You're welcome to come anytime."
With a smile on her face, Qi Fei stepped forward and handed her the silver in her hand.
"Oh, sir, how can I let you spend money?" Luo Wu was a little flustered and quickly said to Qi Fei, "Don't accept your money, sir. I invited you to dinner, how can I let you spend money?"
Qifei's fingers reached out and took the opportunity to hook Shura's palm.
"Your elders meant well. Besides, if they're treating you this time, you can treat them back next time."
Only through give and take can things last.
Qifei looked at Xiu Luo, but her words were full of deeper meaning.
"The shopkeeper is right." Shura smiled. "There's no need to be so particular about that."
"Ah, alright then, I'll invite you over for dinner next time, sir." Seeing that both of them said so, Luo Wu didn't insist any further.
It's just a meal; he can invite him back next time.
People who were about to pay their bills were afraid to approach when they saw the two Imperial Guards standing in front of the counter.
Qi Fei glanced at them, then stood up to see them off, saying, "If you two find the food at my shop quite good, please patronize my business."
Knowing that now was not a good time to talk, Shura nodded to Qifei and left the store.
I hadn't walked two steps when I saw a group of notorious playboys from the capital coming into the shop with their friends, joking and shoving each other.
"When we meet Manager Ruan later, you mustn't embarrass me. We need to make a good impression on him today."
"Yes, yes, we can't let Manager Ruan look down on us. You mustn't be disrespectful to the beauty today."
"Bullshit, Xu Wu, if we're talking about being abrupt, who can compare to you? You were drooling the first time you saw Manager Ruan."
A burst of laughter erupted, and Xu Wu's face turned bright red. "Bullshit! I just accidentally spilled the water."
Shura's face turned cold. Very well, the young master of the Xu family, and the notorious scoundrel from the Prince's mansion, that bunch of people who spend their days walking chickens and teasing dogs are all here.
Judging from their words, you could tell that quite a few people had come over.
A hint of annoyance flashed in his eyes.
He's got too many unwanted suitors; it seems he needs to hurry up and assert his dominance.
As the group approached the shop entrance, they saw Shura's body tremble, and the previously noisy chatter vanished instantly, turning them into quails.
The group exchanged bewildered glances, wondering why Shura was standing at the door with such a cold expression.
The young master of the Prince's family instantly broke into a smile, "What a coincidence, what brings Lord Xiu here as well?"
After saying that, he wanted to slap himself. What did he mean by "how come I'm here"? Asking someone at the entrance of a restaurant how they were here was just stupid.
Shura glanced at them lazily and left with Luo Wu.
“I was so scared, I thought he was going to scold us.”
"Oh my god, I really didn't dare to breathe. Xiu Yama really lives up to his name. My legs are weak."
"Let's go, let's hurry inside. We didn't check the almanac before we left home today. Let's go have some wine to calm our nerves."
Luo Wu glanced back at the group with sympathy. Didn't they know that martial artists are all sharp-eyed and perceptive?
They even dared to call the adults "the King of Hell" in front of them.
Although many people call you that behind your back, no one dares to say it openly.
It must be said that these people are truly courageous.
As expected, a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger.
Shura remained expressionless, showing no reaction to their words.
As the head of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, no one dared to speak recklessly in front of him.
They were terrified that saying the wrong thing would arouse suspicion and lead to being thoroughly investigated by the Embroidered Uniform Guard.
Who doesn't have something going on behind their back? Can anyone guarantee they'll always be clean?
Even if you guarantee that you are upright and have nothing to hide, you cannot guarantee that every other member of your family is the same.
The officials in the capital are all very shrewd.
Everyone has nine out of ten eyes that can see through things.
What are the Embroidered Uniform Guards? They are the emperor's sword.
Only someone who's risking their life would crash into it.
Shura returned to the Zhenfu Division and first had someone investigate Qifei's husband's family background in this world.
When the Embroidered Uniform Guard wants to investigate someone, they are always quick, ruthless, and accurate.
In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the information about Qi Fei's husband's family was placed on the Shura table.
He reached out and flipped it open.
Although the man was dead, Shura was still not satisfied.
If possible, he didn't want Qifei to have anything to do with that person.
The family that married Qi Fei was surnamed Xing and lived in Luocheng. They were a well-known and wealthy family in Luocheng.
The person Qi Fei married to bring good luck was Xing Yucheng, the youngest son of the eldest branch of the Xing family. He was frail and sickly from childhood, and some doctors predicted that he would not live past the age of 28.
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