C6 Ain't this the fucking truth!
"Oh, is looking at that chick a crime? Is there a rule like that in the Hall of Martial Arts?" Xiang Shaoyun said as he looked at the teenager beside him.
"Of course, it's not a crime to look at her. However, if you look at people you shouldn't look at, then it's easy to offend them. Wouldn't that be similar to a crime?" The youth revealed an all-knowing expression.
Xiang Shaoyun thought for a moment and laughed, "Haha, that makes sense. So, what's your name?"
"It seems like you are a cultured person as well. You can call me Xia Liuhui!" The youth replied.
"Lewd? Good name! A cultured name indeed. " Xiang Shaoyun immediately gave a thumbs up.
"Hey, hey! That's supposed to mean warm summer, surging waves, and swift sword." The youth stressed in dissatisfaction. (E/N:- Something to do with his name. Like Xia means glow Of the sunrise and so on. You get the gist.)
"I believe it. I totally believe it. But won't you say that they are quite similar, though? I mean, you look like the embodiment of the word lewd. It's like you have a natural lewd aura." Xiang Shaoyun patted the teenager's shoulder as if they were familiar with each other.
"I not even gonna bother arguing with you. I am going to the cafeteria to score some food. Otherwise, those beasts will steal everything." Xia Liuhui replied and then rushed off in a certain direction.
Xiang Shaoyun wasn't slow either. He immediately caught up to him and asked, "Will the canteen—really—be empty if we are late? Like not even a grain of rice empty."
"It will have the food, but only for limited people. In simple words, only for people who can get it before the hundreds of disciples here devour the stock." Xia Liuhui replied as he sped up.
Suddenly, Xiang Shaoyun came across a terrifying scene. The disciples, who were once cultivating like zealots, were now rushing towards the cafeteria like a group of locusts.
"What the hell? Are they the reincarnation of hungry ghosts?" Xiang Shaoyun exclaimed.
"Hehe, you will soon become a hungry ghost too!" Xia Liuhui, who was already far away from Xiang Shaoyun, laughed.
Xiang Shaoyun felt a little wrung and quickened his pace.
When he arrived at the canteen, he immediately understood the gravy... Uhm, the gravity of the situation.
All he saw was a sea of youths frantically fighting for food. It was like a chaotic battle scene. Techniques plummeted, dao runes flew, bones crushed as disciples gave it their all. Some would try to squeeze through the queue while others would straight up start brawling—all for the front row. They all went to grab the food distributed by the foremen in front!
"The front is mine! Get out of my way!!"
"Front your ass! You dare to steal my spot? You wanna fight, bitch?"
"Piss off you both! This daddy will grace the front with his buttocks!"
"Damn animal! Leave something for me! I want to wat my fill at least once."
"..."
The noise, the sonance was akin to a battlefield. No one would believe that the prestigious Hall of Martial Arts had a dining hall like this.
The ones responsible for distributing the food did nothing and watched the teenagers battle it out with cold eyes. As if they were accustomed, they didn't give this sight an extra thought and just watched.
Xiang Shaoyun was completely dumbfounded!
After a while, he came to his senses and rushed into the crowd.
Bang bang!
Ouch!
Xiang Shaoyun had just squeezed through the crowd when a few fists struck him from different directions. Before he could even defend himself, he was sent flying.
His eyes were swollen and red, and his nose was bleeding nonstop. When he touched his face and saw the blood, his handsome face turned sinister. "Damn it! How dare they tarnish this young master's handsome face! You all deserve to die!"
Out for blood, Xiang Shaoyun once again jumped in the crown. This time, he only wanted to vent his anger.
What happened next could only be blamed on his pathetic luck. Because before he knew it, Xiang Shaoyun was once again sent flying and landed on his butt.
Xiang Shaoyun had the lowest cultivation here, so fighting for a position here was impossible for him.
For the first time in his life, Xiang Shaoyun had to struggle so much for a bowl of rice.
"The saying of the ancients: only the grain obtained through hard work is truly cherished. Well... ain't this the fucking truth?" Xiang Shaoyun, who was familiar with the saying, sighed in his heart.
"Young Master Wu is here! Why are you guys still not making way for him?" A loud shout echoed throughout the cafeteria.
As the voice fell, the noisy scene became much quieter.
A tall and slender youth surrounded by several other disciples made his way into the canteen.
This youth was quite handsome, but his gaze was filled with arrogance. He was quite annoying to look at.
A few female disciples, however, were throwing glances at this youth. It seemed like they just wanted to stick to the youth.
Why was he such a bigshot? Because apart from possessing exceptional talent and strength, he also had an enviable backer.
Wu Mingliang, a quasi-inner disciple, had already reached the ninth grade of the Martial Entering stage. He achieved this feat while he was only thirteen! Nobody knew what grade he would enter in the three months before his fourteenth birthday. With a talent like this, his future was limitless. Adding all this to the fact that he was the seventh son of the Dark Town's mayor made him a true bigshot.
Other outer sect disciples would have to fight over the food, but as long as Wu Mingliang revealed his name—the other disciples would make way for him and let him dine first.
This was the demeanor of an expert!
The teenager that spoke up for Wu Mingliang just now guided Wu Mingliang like a servant and said, "Young Master Wu, please have a seat!"
"En!" Wu Mingliang nodded in satisfaction. Then, as if natural, he walked on the path made by the disciples.
After taking a few steps, he turned his eyes and saw Xiang Shaoyun lying on the ground. With a playful expression on his face, he asked, "Yo, isn't this the genius with five star talent. How did you end up like this?"
On the surface, Wu Mingliang seemed to care about Xiang Shaoyun; in reality, his mocking expression was present for all to see.
The moment he said this, many outer sect disciples immediately noticed Xiang Shaoyun.
"It really is him. I thought he would get special care from Purple Lightning Marquis, but he is here fighting for food with us!"
"Haha, could it be that the person I was fighting just now was him? Being able to thrash these kinds of so-called geniuses is such a moment of pride!"
"With his third grade Martial Entering Stage he wants to fight us for the food? Dream on! "
"I'ma say it right now: he is going to die from starvation. I can’t imagine him surviving for more than three days. Will the Purple Lightning Marquis be sad if he dies?"
Some of the youths who were jealous of Xiang Shaoyun's talent started to mock him.
Xiang Shaoyun's expression changed slightly. He didn't expect that just one sentence from someone else would attract countless sneers and ridicule. Sneers and ridicules never felt good.
"Hey, "genius." Do you want to follow this young master? This young master will provide for you. I won't let you starve!" Wu Mingliang revealed a proud expression.
"No need. This young master only knows how to take in slaves and has no experience in being one!" Xiang Shaoyun retorted.
"Impudent! How dare you talk back to Young Master Wu! Kneel down and apologize to the young master. Otherwise, don’t ever dream of getting a single meal in the canteen ever again!" The henchman beside Wu Mingliang spoke again.
This henchman was not any weaker than Xiang Shaoyun; he was even two levels stronger than him. He had already reached the seventh grade of the Martial Entering Stage and was called Gou Zai!
"Huh! Is the dining hall opened by your family or something?" Xiang Shaoyun sneered.
"It's not opened by our family, but we can easily make you starve!" Wu Mingliang said. He then said to everyone present, "From now on, whoever dares to give this kid a spot to eat will be my enemy!"
Then, he ignored Xiang Shaoyun and went straight to get some food.
"Bastard!" Xiang Shaoyun shouted with hostility.
"You dare to scold Young Master Wu? Beat him up!" Gou Zai ordered.
Bang! bang!
