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Upon hearing the words "wasting food," Elder Ju's face instantly paled several shades.
He stiffly turned his head toward the table of exquisite dishes—
Still mostly untouched.
Half a bowl of yunze thousand-silk silver thread noodles eaten…
The glazed heart fruit salad barely touched…
The roasted thunder rhino ribs practically intact…
"I… I… this…"
His lips trembled. He wanted to explain, but he couldn't form a coherent sentence.
Lin Feng slowly rose from his rocking chair, his gaze sweeping over the table.
"I believe I made it clear earlier."
His voice remained languid, yet a bone-chilling coldness filled the room.
"Wasting food is not tolerated here."
"And the price for wasting food… isn't something you can afford."
Even without releasing any pressure, the icy tone alone nearly scared Elder Ju to death.
Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan trembled nervously on the side.
Was Elder Ju going to die right here?
Feeling an invisible crisis looming over him, Elder Ju made a decision in an instant.
With unprecedented speed, he dashed back to his seat and began shoveling food into his mouth with both hands.
"Mmm! Mmm—!!!"
He had just claimed he was full earlier, yet now he was devouring the food like a starving beast.
The thousand-silk noodles were inhaled in a single breath, his cheeks bulging like a pufferfish.
The glazed heart fruit salad?
He grabbed it with his bare hands, completely abandoning the elegant manner he always took pride in.
The three youngsters twitched violently at the sight.
But Elder Ju ignored their stares.
There was only one thought in his mind—
Eat! Eat! Eat!
Otherwise, someone was going to die!
Ten minutes later.
Elder Ju's face had turned green.
He slumped in his chair, clutching his swollen stomach, groaning miserably.
"Wuuuu…"
Disheveled.
Pitiful.
On the brink of collapse.
And yet—
A quarter of the food still remained.
"I… can't… I really can't…"
His vision blurred. He genuinely felt like his stomach might explode.
Dying in a restaurant due to overeating?
If this got out, how could he ever hold his head high again?
At that moment, he glanced sideways—and froze.
Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan were staring at the leftover dishes, eyes full of longing.
Yan was even leaning on the table, nose almost pressed against the food, inhaling deeply.
"So fragrant… too fragrant…"
Hu Liena's little tongue licked her lips nonstop, eyes shining.
Xie Yue looked composed on the surface, but his frantic swallowing betrayed him.
Seeing this, Elder Ju's eyes lit up.
That's right!
He'd forgotten these three youngsters!
They had room in their stomachs.
And judging from their expressions—they were dying to help him clean the table.
"You—"
But before he could finish speaking, Lin Feng's lazy voice cut him off.
"Don't even think about it."
"Their cultivation levels aren't high enough. They're not qualified to eat nine-star delicacies."
"You will finish it. Alone."
The hope in Elder Ju's eyes shattered instantly.
"WHAT?!"
His voice cracked.
"Senior, please! Please make an exception! I really can't eat anymore! If I keep eating, I'll die!"
Lin Feng opened his eyes a fraction, gaze indifferent.
"The rules here do not change."
"Eating across ranks? Don't even dream."
Hu Liena and the boys visibly deflated.
No free meal for them after all.
"But… but I really can't!"
Elder Ju's tone trembled, tears threatening.
But there was no choice.
He gritted his teeth and continued forcing food into his stomach.
"Wuuuu…"
His complexion went from white—
to pale green—
to dark green—
and finally to purple.
His hands trembled as he picked up the last piece of roasted thunder rhino ribs.
In his eyes, that rib was no longer food—
It was a death sentence.
Lin Feng rested his chin on his hand, watching this tragic scene, secretly amused.
But outwardly, his expression remained calm.
"Finished?"
To Elder Ju, those words sounded like the voice of a god.
"F-Finished…"
He slumped in the chair like an overstuffed toad, face purple, stomach distended, eyes unfocused.
He still had food residue on the corner of his mouth.
"I… I'm dying… I'm really dying…"
He staggered upright, clutching the edge of the table for support.
"Yan… Xie Yue… help me…"
His voice was weak and pitiful, completely lacking the dignity of a Titled Douluo.
Yan and Xie Yue hurried to support him.
They had just reached the doorway when—
"Don't go."
Lin Feng's soft voice froze Elder Ju in place.
He turned his head stiffly, expression miserable.
"S-Senior… is there… anything else…?"
What else did this demon want?
Lin Feng stood up lazy and elegant.
"I'm giving you a lottery draw."
"Lottery…?"
Elder Ju blinked.
Then—his eyes lit up.
Yes!
A lottery draw!
Hadn't the three youngsters said that dining here granted one?
He'd lost sixty thousand gold coins…
He almost died eating…
If he could pull something good, maybe he could break even!
Lin Feng opened the system panel.
Consumption: 61,000 gold coins.
Evaluation: High-quality leek. Reward tier: relatively high.
Random reward: Qi Rong Tong Tian Chrysanthemum.
Host reward: 6100 Food Points.
"Ding! Congratulations, Host, for triggering a rare 10× reward critical hit.
Ten immortal-grade medicinal herbs have been added to the system space."
Lin Feng's eyes shone—
Lucky!
He actually triggered a critical reward!
But just as he was about to smile—
A new line appeared.
"However, the customer attempted to dine and dash and forcibly consumed the meal without truly enjoying it."
"This system despises such ungrateful leeks!"
"Reward revoked. Customer receives nothing."
"Host points reduced by half due to customer misconduct."
New Host Points: 3050.
Lin Feng's expression darkened instantly.