Before this "deeply moving" scene, Lin Feng's face remained utterly calm—
no joy, no sorrow, no ripples.
But inside?
He was already cheering, ready to hand Ghost Douluo a "Best Employee of the Year" trophy.
Good heavens!
What comprehension!
What business instinct!
Forget PUA—
the old leek even self-initiated the kneeling ritual and helped the new leek kneel too!
How was this a customer?
This was the shop's most loyal, self-driven, gold-medal sales representative!
But externally, Lin Feng only lifted his eyelids a fraction.
His gaze swept over the trembling Ghost Leopard Douluo.
A faint, casual sound escaped his nose.
"Mm."
One syllable.
Light.
Effortless.
Borderline perfunctory.
But Ghost Leopard felt his soul transcend.
That "Mm" was a divine cleansing—
the forgiveness of a deity toward a wayward mortal!
Overwhelming gratitude detonated inside him.
"Thank you, Senior!! Thank you for your mercy!!"
He kowtowed like mad, forehead banging against the floor, as if only this could express his piety.
Then—he grabbed Ghost Douluo's sleeve, eyes wet.
"Brother Ghost! Thank you! You're my real brother—my parents reborn!"
Ghost Douluo didn't even spare him a look.
His eyes held only sacred reverence.
Silently, he reached out and helped Ghost Leopard up with the solemnity of a priest leading a believer.
"Follow," his voice transmitted.
"Watch. Learn. Senior's rules run deeper than the sea."
"How much fortune you gain… depends entirely on your own comprehension and sincerity."
Then he led Ghost Leopard directly to the seat closest to the counter.
That seat was not ordinary.
To them, it was—
the Sacred Seat.
The first spot blessed by divine grace.
The others immediately noticed.
Spirit Kite Douluo.
Tuoba Xi.
Devil Bear Douluo.
These titans who could command storms outside paused in unison.
Why that table?
A heartbeat later—
Enlightenment exploded through their minds.
We get it!
So that table…
was another silent test set by the Senior!
The closer you sat, the more Dao aura you received!
Sharing a table meant unity, sincerity, and proper reverence!
Yesterday, they had sat separately—
a sign of fragmented thoughts and insufficient devotion!
Cold sweat instantly soaked Spirit Kite and Tuoba Xi's backs.
Their gazes toward Ghost Douluo transformed.
Not colleague-to-colleague.
But reverence… admiration… even awe.
As expected of Elder Ghost.
His meticulous mind and terrifying comprehension allowed him to decode another layer of the Senior's sacred rules so quickly!
In a corner, Lin Feng's eyelid twitched violently.
His CPU was frying.
Watching them gaze at a broken wooden table as if it were a divine altar, he was filled with endless question marks.
It's just a table closer to me!
What are you people imagining now?!
I literally eat there myself!
SWOOSH!
Before he could even finish complaining internally, the Titled Douluo at the entrance suddenly moved—
Like arrows leaving the string, they lunged toward the tables near the counter.
Tuoba Xi arrived first.
He sat like a pilgrim before a sacred relic.
Back straight.
Face solemn.
Eyes filled with reverence.
Spirit Kite Douluo arrived a step later, her phoenix eyes flashing with the slightest frustration—
but her expression remained devout.
Devil Bear Douluo lumbered in, but moved with surprising agility, squeezing in as if afraid he'd miss divine baptism.
Even Chrysanthemum Douluo drifted elegantly into position, orchid finger raised, lips curved in smug triumph.
In seconds—
The once-crowded entrance was empty.
Only Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and the pig-headed Yan were left frozen outside…
The entire atmosphere screamed:
Who am I?
Where am I?
What did I just witness??
"Nana… what are they doing…?" Xie Yue asked, mouth twitching.
Hu Liena didn't reply.
Her fox eyes narrowed—
analyzing, deciphering, grasping for logic.
A new trial set by Senior?
A hidden secret in the seating arrangement?
She hadn't figured it out when—
"AOoo!!"
Yan suddenly burst forward like a rabid spirit hound.
He didn't understand anything.
But he understood the most basic truth:
If even Titled Douluo are fighting over something—
it must be insanely good!
If he couldn't get first place—
he'd get second!
"Damn it—!"
Hu Liena cursed, body already moving ahead of thought.
With fox-like grace, she slid into the next-best position—
the second-closest table.
Xie Yue rushed after her in a panic.
Thus—
The Golden Generation successfully occupied the sacred secondary seats,
with matching postures of I understand
and expressions of I have no idea what's happening.
Lin Feng was numb.
Expression blank.
Looking left—
Elders at the "divine seat," solemn as ancient statues.
Looking right—
Golden Generation at the "secondary divine seat," pretending enlightenment.
The entire restaurant was filled with a sacred silence…
and profound absurdity.
Finally—
Lin Feng tapped the counter lightly.
"Order."
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