Lin Feng was stunned for a moment.
"Sorry to me?"
"What exactly are you sorry for?"
"You only just got hired yesterday, took office immediately, and became the honorary part-time doorkeeper of Feng Ran Pavilion."
"Not even twenty-four hours have passed and you're already planning to resign and flee?"
He narrowed his eyes, examining the Peerless Douluo currently kneeling on the floor, bawling with snot and tears like a child denied candy.
The atmosphere in the restaurant instantly became… extremely delightful.
Everyone except the participants had already switched to full drama-watching mode.
"Senior!"
Seeing no reaction, Qian Daoliu thought Lin Feng was too enraged to speak.
He cried even harder.
He wiped his face with his sleeve and spoke in a grief-stricken voice:
"Junior is incompetent! Junior has committed grave sins!"
"Last night, I used a dream crystal to once again contact Bo Saixi of Sea God Island, inviting her to join me in guarding the divine gate for Senior and bask in divine glory together."
"But… but that old woman refused to believe a single word and even cursed at me!"
"She said things like—'why am I dreaming that insane version of me again'!"
"Junior has failed Senior's expectations! Junior deserves ten thousand deaths!"
The old man then banged his forehead onto the floor with a resounding thud, posture humble enough to be used as a devotional tutorial.
Lin Feng: "…"
His CPU nearly short-circuited.
This?
This is what you're crying about??
Just because you couldn't trick Bo Saixi?
Here I thought you were caught peeking at my employees bathing…
Lin Feng sighed helplessly.
He raised his hand, about to say "It's fine."
But before a syllable could emerge—
Gold Crocodile Douluo zoomed forward, gripping Qian Daoliu's shoulders with a dramatic look of 'brotherly pain.'
"Big Brother! You mustn't say that! You've already done your best!"
He then turned toward Lin Feng, face filled with "solemn sincerity," though the upward curl of his lips nearly broke through his façade.
"Senior, although my Big Brother didn't finish the task, his loyalty is as bright as the sun and moon, witnessed by heaven and earth!"
"Please, out of consideration for his age and his… hard work, show mercy!"
Lin Feng raised a brow.
Oh?
A plea for mercy?
Let's see how these old foxes perform.
Sure enough—
Gold Crocodile Douluo's tone shifted again, dripping with "righteousness" and "agonized consideration."
Yet his face was one twitch away from bursting into laughter.
"Junior dares plead for Big Brother."
"How about this? Senior can simply take back the extra grace bestowed upon him yesterday."
"He will suffer greatly, of course! But… Big Brother will surely understand Senior's good intentions!"
He heavily emphasized "extra."
The moment his voice fell—
The other five High Priests swarmed over, their faces full of exaggerated pity mixed with pure schadenfreude.
"Yes! Senior! Second Brother is right! Please be lenient!"
"Clear rewards and punishments display divine might—we all support it wholeheartedly!"
"Big Brother, don't worry! If you lose one meal, we will accompany your pain!"
This wasn't pleading.
This was a group of old beasts jealous of Qian Daoliu's second meal
and desperate to drag him down!
Lin Feng nearly burst out laughing.
Qian Daoliu naturally understood.
He jerked his head up, furious, pointing at Gold Crocodile Douluo with trembling fingers, speechless.
"You… you… you…"
A bunch of ungrateful old bastards!!!
He treated them like brothers, and they all teamed up to steal his rice bowl!
But the fatal blow hadn't arrived yet.
Qian Renxue stepped forward, bowed to Lin Feng, and in a clear, crisp voice said:
"Senior, Grandpa Golden Crocodile is correct."
"Grandpa failed his mission. Naturally, he shouldn't enjoy extra privileges. Your rules must not be bent for him."
Qian Daoliu's vision went black.
A mouthful of old blood surged to his throat.
My precious granddaughter!!!
This is—
egg fried rice!!!
How can you cut off your Grandpa's food supply just to stop him from potentially gaining a step-grandmother!?!
Lin Feng held back his laughter, clearing his throat.
He stroked his chin thoughtfully for precisely two and a half seconds.
Then, under Qian Daoliu's despair and the eager eyes of the old beasts, he calmly nodded.
"So be it."
His voice was mild, yet it hit like a divine hammer.
"Clear rewards and punishments are indeed my rules."
"Qian Daoliu's additional serving of egg fried rice—will be temporarily revoked."
BOOM.
Qian Daoliu felt thunder descend from the heavens straight into his soul.
It was over.
Truly over.
Yesterday, he had finally tasted the heavenly joy of eating two bowls of egg fried rice.
His soul had been elevated.
His life had become colorful.
But today—
Because of these beasts and his traitorous granddaughter—
He was kicked back into black-and-white misery.
He looked ready to collapse to the floor and never get up again.
But right as he was about to sink into despair—
Lin Feng's cool voice sounded again.
"However…"
Qian Daoliu's ears twitched.
A faint spark lit up in his dead eyes.
Lin Feng continued, lips curving slightly:
"This seat cares only for results."
"As long as you can successfully invite Bo Saixi to guard the gate with you—"
"I can restore your privilege of two meals per day."
After all, Qian Daoliu was Lin Feng's best fishing rod to hook the fat leeks of Sea God Island.
The effect was instant.
Qian Daoliu's dead-fish eyes suddenly blazed with renewed life.
It can be restored!
There's hope!
He sprang to his feet like a man reborn—
Back straight, legs stable, spirit rejuvenated to his youth.
"Senior, rest assured!"
He thumped his chest, voice booming:
"Even if I must tie that old woman Bo Saixi up, I will drag her here!"
Behind him—
Every old beast froze.
Damn it.
After all that…
He still got a chance?!
But before they could even curse—
Gold Crocodile Douluo suddenly paused.
He turned slowly, locking eyes with the Third Priest.
In that instant, both understood.
Something was off.
Can Big Brother… defeat Bo Saixi?
They suddenly remembered—
Big Brother lost to her back then.
And to tie her up, he'd need to go to Sea God Island.
Her turf.
Isn't that just… going there to be beaten half to death?
Meaning—
That heroic declaration was, in essence…
Pure bragging.
The two old men glanced at each other again.
Their disappointment vanished.
Replaced with twisted, delighted schadenfreude.
Can't beat her?
Perfect.
Big Brother, go boldly!
We, your loving brothers, will be waiting at home—
—for your triumphant return!
(or your funeral rites.)
Just as this touching display of "brotherhood" wrapped up
and Qian Daoliu and the others prepared to sit down and order—
Feng Ran Pavilion's doors opened once more…
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