Chapter 481 Arrogance
Seeing that only Wen Zhiming and his three other diners remained, the waiter immediately went to the door and closed the restaurant door.
The restaurant owner, dressed in a chef's uniform, beckoned, and everyone gathered around Wen Zhiming and his two companions.
Wen Zhiming and the others sat in the corner. His expression remained unchanged. He simply picked up Wen Woyu from the opposite side and placed her between him and Meng Lingge.
This way, his wife and daughters could hide behind him and wouldn't have a chance to be attacked.
His martial arts skills were more than enough to easily deal with this group of people, not to mention the several highly skilled bodyguards lurking in the shadows.
Therefore, as long as his wife and daughters do not fall into the hands of others, this scene poses no threat to him.
He was just sitting there alone, but in the eyes of everyone in the restaurant, he appeared to be an impregnable fortress.
Not only was this person too calm, but the woman and child accompanying him were also frighteningly calm.
The beautiful woman's gaze completely bypassed them, seemingly searching for something behind them. The delicately made-up little girl continued eating as if no one else was there, occasionally glancing up at them with not fear, but pity as if looking at the dead.
The shop owner shivered inexplicably, and the memory of those two chopsticks from earlier made him feel uneasy.
He clapped his hands lightly, and several burly men carrying knives and swords came down from the restaurant stairs. Only after these men stood behind him did the owner regain some of his courage.
He took the long sword from a burly man behind him, stepped onto the spot where Wen Woyu had just been sitting, and slammed the sword down on the table with a loud bang.
Most people would have been terrified and begged for mercy at the sight of this, but Wen Zhiming didn't even shake the tea in his teacup. Instead, he knocked the braised pork out of Wen Woyu's hand. The little boy sighed, gave him a reproachful look, reached into his bowl again, picked up a piece, and ate it with relish in front of everyone.
provocative!
This is blatant provocation!
The boss was furious that a little kid was taking him so lightly, but he knew there was a formidable person next to him and dared not make a move.
He had no choice but to turn his gaze back to Wen Zhiming and asked through gritted teeth.
"Brother, which gang are you from? I, Lu Yuntian, never change my name or surname. Could you please tell us your name so we can broaden our horizons?"
Someone with such skills is no ordinary person. It's best to find out the details beforehand to handle the aftermath; otherwise, if enemies come knocking, it'll be another troublesome affair.
Wen Zhiming slightly raised his eyes, exuding an aura of dominance.
"If I were to reveal my name, I'm afraid you wouldn't have the courage, or your heart wouldn't be able to take it."
"Oh!" Lu Yuntian laughed loudly, feigning bravado, and said to his men, "Did you hear that? What a boastful tone! Come on, tell me what it is and it will scare me to death! Is it the Emperor from the capital? How arrogant!"
The group of guys cooperated very well, laughing so hard they were doubled over.
Wen Zhiming smiled faintly and remained silent.
Seeing that he didn't intend to reveal his name, Lu Yuntian's eyes flashed with murderous intent as he spoke in a sinister tone.
"Even if you didn't say it, I could guess. You think you're so great just because you have some skills, you can't stand up for what's right and start a fight, like a Robin Hood-like hero saving a damsel in distress! But you're meddling way too much. I was just beating my own woman a few times, what right do I have to get your help? My hand is badly injured. If you know what's good for you, leave these two beauties here, cut off your own arm, and I'll spare your life. Otherwise..."
As he said this, he took out the long knife that was chopping on the table and chopped it hard on the stool in front of him, splitting the stool in two instantly.
"You can't fight against four hands with two fists, and you're also carrying two burdens. You'll only end up dying here."
Wen Zhiming and Meng Lingge then looked at him properly, and Meng Lingge frowned and asked.
"You're saying that girl was your woman?"
"Is it even possible that it's fake?"
Lu Yuntian gestured to the waiter to bring out Dong Qing. "I rescued this little bitch from the mountain a few years ago. I used several kinds of top-grade medicinal herbs to nurse her back from the brink of death. After she recovered, she couldn't pay back the money for the medicine, so she pawned herself to me. Although we're not wife or concubine, I'm her creditor, and she's my slave. During the day, I make her work as a cook in the restaurant, and at night she warms my bed. Tell me, isn't this little bitch my woman?"
Dongqing had already been dragged out by two men. She struggled incessantly, and many bruises could be seen on her wide sleeves as she struggled, as well as pinch marks on her slender neck.
Even his face wasn't spared; there was a bruise on his forehead and obvious handprints on both cheeks. Coupled with his tattered and dirty clothes, he looked extremely destitute and miserable.
It's like night and day compared to when she's with Meng Lingge.
Seeing that struggling was futile, Dongqing resignedly looked up, only to be caught off guard by Wen Zhiming and Meng Lingge.
She shook her head in disbelief, then closed her eyes and opened them again. When she was sure it wasn't a dream, tears instantly filled her eyes.
"Miss……"
The smoothest and happiest time of her life was the more than ten years she spent with Meng Lingge. After separating from Meng Lingge, she had been living in hell.
Jumping from one hell to another.
She thought that since her mistress had become empress, they would never see each other again in this lifetime. She never expected that she would still be alive to see her mistress.
Dongqing had so much to say to Meng Lingge, but after saying the words "Miss," she choked up and could say nothing more.
Lu Yuntian realized Dong Qing's unusual behavior and suddenly understood, "So you two know each other. That makes things easier. It cost me several thousand taels of silver to save this little bitch. Since you are this little bitch's mistress, you should repay this silver on her behalf."
He tilted his head and leered at Meng Lingge.
"As for this brother who injured my hand, I'll just pay you 100,000 taels of silver. Of course, if you can't come up with that much, I can accept you paying with these two beauties. It doesn't matter if I suffer a loss, since this young lady is so stunningly beautiful."
Lu Yuntian spent two hundred taels of silver to save Dongqing, but Dongqing worked at his restaurant without pay. Every day, he had to calculate interest, and by today's estimate, Dongqing owes him at least several thousand taels.
The reason he offered 100,000 taels of silver as compensation was because he knew that no matter how much money the three men carried, they couldn't possibly have that much.
Only by demanding an exorbitant price that the other party cannot afford to pay can these two beauties be kept legitimately. The older one can be enjoyed tonight, and the younger one, after being raised for a few more years, can definitely be sold for a good price.
Lu Yuntian was having a wonderful dream, and his gaze toward Meng Lingge was bold and frivolous, causing the surrounding men to also look at him with lewd eyes.
They all knew that Wen Zhiming was skilled, but how skilled could he be? They were a dozen people with swords and knives. How could a dozen people lose to a person who was unarmed?
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