Compared to the increasingly turbulent undercurrents in Star Luo City, Small Shop remained much calmer.
Qi Han, who was diligently practicing the "Qing Dynasty Blessed Pork Meat" in the training space, was reminded by Ru Yi as the afternoon business hours approached, causing him to sigh lightly.
Just a bit more.
The first step of the five steps—boiling—was just a bit away from being perfected.
For the first day, Qi Han's progress was quite fast.
Exiting the training space, Qi Han picked up Pururu, gave him a rub, and then opened Small Shop's doors to let the Qin sisters in.
"Hey! Are you the owner of this place?" A somewhat arrogant voice sounded, and a large hand blocked Qi Han's attempt to temporarily close the door.
Qi Han frowned, looking up at the suddenly appearing man, whose figure was as sturdy as a tower and whose face was full of flesh. "It's not business hours yet, queue up."
"Queue up?" The man sneered, "Let me ask you, does your store really have dishes that can make people enter deep meditation?"
Many customers had already asked this question at noon, so Qi Han nodded, "Yes."
"Then this place belongs to me, Zhao Tu, from now on!" The man behind him revealed eight spirit rings: yellow, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, purple, black, black.
This man, named Zhao Tu, was evidently an eight-ring strongman.
Zhao Tu was full of excitement.
Upon hearing the news this morning, he had the idea of taking over this shop.
It's just a mere shop, easily taken by force, especially by an eight-ring Spirit Douluo like him!
He had specifically scouted the place at noon and found no strong defenders or customers he couldn't handle.
Unaware that Tang Qianqiu and the others were still in deep meditation at noon, Zhao Tu came confidently in the afternoon.
This was a restaurant that could continuously produce dishes inducing deep meditation!
Of course, the secret recipes were crucial, and he wanted both the restaurant and the people.
With this thought, Zhao Tu forced a smile at Qi Han, "Don't be afraid. Follow me, Zhao Tu, and you'll have everything you want."
Qi Han's expression turned colder.
"From now on, you're blacklisted from our shop."
Saying this, Qi Han closed the door without looking back.
For those attempting to take over Small Shop violently, Ru Yi could intervene.
In Shrek City, there had been one or two similar incidents, but each time, the customers intimidated the offenders before Ru Yi could act, and they left disgraced, blacklisted by Small Shop.
Even now, in Star Luo City, Qi Han felt confident.
"You..." Zhao Tu was stunned, not expecting such a blatant disregard in public.
He felt the mocking gazes of the queuing customers and his face flushed with anger.
"You're courting death!" Zhao Tu roared, his third spirit ring glowing as his fists enlarged, ready to smash Small Shop's door.
Swish
A soft sound suddenly appeared.
Zhao Tu felt a chill at his neck, a sharp blade pressing against him, as if a slight movement would decapitate him.
The blade hadn't touched him, but its terrifying aura almost materialized, leaving a blood mark on his neck.
Zhao Tu dared not move, his fists frozen mid-air.
Trembling, he turned around slowly.
Behind him stood a beautiful silver-haired girl in a long dress, her eyes cold as she looked at Zhao Tu, "Leave, don't disturb others in line."
She also had eight spirit rings, but just one glance at their color made Zhao Tu's heart tremble, extinguishing any thoughts of resistance.
Eight black ten-thousand-year spirit rings!
This was beyond the best spirit ring ratio.
How did this beautiful girl absorb such spirit rings?
Zhao Tu lowered his head, "I'll leave now."
He turned and left hurriedly, not daring to delay.
If the girl wanted to act, he would have died there!
Qi Han, who was in the kitchen preparing meals for the Qin sisters, missed this scene.
Yue Lengxin, after deterring Zhao Tu, retracted her spirit rings, lost in thought at the door.
"Senior Sister, thank you." Behind her, Fu Ya smiled.
It was she who saw the Spirit Douluo intending to harm the owner and asked Senior Sister to intervene.
Yue Lengxin was silent for a moment, then spoke softly, "Did this often happen at the shop?"
"In Shrek City, it did sometimes, but we had the protection of the four Tang Sect elders..." With some time before business hours, Fu Ya started chattering.
Yue Lengxin listened intently, without a word, her eyes gleaming with an indescribable light.
...
With the Qin sisters finishing up and loading the dishwasher, Small Shop's business officially began.
Qi Han noticed that Zhao Tu had left and ignored him.
The news of Small Shop's dishes inducing deep meditation not only attracted many spirit masters but also those with malicious intent.
After observing at noon, some of these malefactors began to act against Small Shop.
Zhao Tu was just the first but certainly not the last.
During the evening business hours alone, three more troublemakers appeared.
Two were eight-ring, and the last one was a nine-ring Titled Douluo.
This time, it wasn't Yue Lengxin who acted but Tang Qianqiu, who had just exited deep meditation, ready to dine but disturbed by these three troublemakers.
Unlike Yue Lengxin's mere display of spirit rings for intimidation, Tang Qianqiu was straightforward.
The two eight-ring strongmen couldn't withstand a single move from Tang Qianqiu.
A mere glance from him, imbued with his spear intent, gravely injured them, causing them to flee.
The nine-ring Titled Douluo, being overly arrogant, was pierced by Tang Qianqiu's spear, nailed to Small Shop's door, and killed on the spot.
Such a decisive action not only vented Tang Qianqiu's frustration but also served as a warning to others.
A Limit Douluo's intervention shocked everyone, and the death of a Titled Douluo at his spear made many reconsider their plans.
Too strong, impossible to contend with.
This was the demeanor of the world's second-strongest!
No one expected a restaurant to have the protection of the Tang Sect's Sect Master.
Even Qi Han hadn't anticipated Tang Qianqiu's extent of care.
When the Titled Douluo appeared, Qi Han was ready for Ru Yi to act.
The storm was quelled before it could begin due to Tang Qianqiu's decisive action.
After business hours, Qi Han, immersed in practicing "Qing Dynasty Blessed Pork Meat" and serving customers all day, quickly fell asleep.
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