The Supreme Lord Donghuang

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Lian Ping was the first young master of the grand Lian family of Guangling prefecture capital. His aunt was married to the second master of the governor Wu family, Wu Jingtao. As Wu Jingtao and his wife had no children, they doted fondly on their nephew. Whenever Lian Ping got into any trouble that the Lian family could not solve, they were always the ones who cleaned up the mess. Soon, to Lian Ping, there were few people whom he could not offend in Guangling prefecture. And even if there were, he knew all of them, and the shop manager of Liuxiang Restaurant, Huang Xiong, would definitely recognize them as well.

“Cousin, since they came first and do not wish to give up their booth, we do not have to force them to as well. Let’s just eat in the common hall,” persuaded the girl, seeing Lian Ping ask Huang Xiong to bring him to the heavenly dining booth.

“Cousin,” Lian Ping said with a serious face. “Now, this is not about the booth… I want to see who dares to disrespect me in Guangling prefecture capital!”

…

Knock! Knock!

Inside the heavenly dining booth, Zhou Donghuang heard a knock and thought it was the food being served. But when the door opened, he saw the shopkeeper who had left just a while ago, Huang Xiong. Beside him stood two other people, a teenager and a young girl.

“Your Liuxiang Restaurant does business like this?” Zhou Donghuang looked calm, but his voice was stone-cold. Without a doubt, he knew that the person who had requested for him to give up the heavenly dining booth was the two people standing before him.

“So it is the two of you who dare to disrespect me, Lian Ping, and refuse to give up the heavenly dining booth?” As he walked in, Lian Ping glanced at Zhou Donghuang and Fu with fury in his eyes.

“You are the nephew of Wu Jingtao?” asked Zhou Donghuang as he glanced at Lian Ping. Wu Jingtao? Second master of the governor’s household, the Wu family? The skinny man whom he had severely injured with a flick of his weapon in the hall of the governor’s household just now?

“That’s right!” Lian Ping raised his head proudly. “Wu Jingtao, second master of the Wu family, governor’s household of Guangling prefecture, is my uncle. He is also the owner of this Liuxiang Restaurant.” With that, he looked at Zhou Donghuang with disdain. “Now, I’m sure you understand the situation here? Today, you must give up this heavenly dining booth regardless of your choice… because you simply don’t have a choice!” His gaze was condescending and arrogant.

“Hmph!” Fu stood up and stared furiously at Lian Ping. “Even if your uncle, Wu Jingtao was here, he would not dare to treat my young master so disrespectfully! Who are you?”

“Hahaha…” Hearing Fu’s words, Lian Ping was first taken aback, then could not help but break into laughter. With tears flying out of his eyes, he said, “You think that just based on that, I’ll believe you and leave quietly? Ridiculous!” Lian Ping did not believe Fu at all, thinking that he was just putting on a front. In Guangling prefecture, there was nobody his uncle feared.

“Fu, throw him out.” At Zhou Donghuang’s command, Fu immediately stretched out with his pincer-like hands. As his hands landed on Lian Ping, he could hardly struggle and was thrown out easily.

Hong! Before he could react, Lian Ping was already thrown out of the booth by Fu. Initially, after having used the potion concocted from the thousand-year red fruit, Fu had achieved level-three of the gathered qi. Additionally, he was trained in the premier Fiery Thunder Training Regimen, and upon entering level-three of the gathered qi, his internal strength was fully realized, not needing the Nerve-Easing, Marrow-Cleansing Needle like Freezing Wind to stimulate all the strength within him.

Now, Fu’s qi was stronger than most level-three adepts. Furthermore, with his internal strength and the techniques that Zhou Donghuang had taught him, he could easily defeat any adepts below level-five of the gathered qi.

Although Lian Ping was the first young master of the grand Lian family and had talent, at his young age of 20 years, he had not even achieved level-three of the gathered qi. Needless to say, he was hardly Fu’s rival.

“Tss…” the scene before him made Huang Xiong draw a sharp gasp of air. As the shop manager of Liuxiang Restaurant, he was also a level-four adept, but he knew that even though he had the power to throw Lian Ping out of the booth, he could definitely not do it as easily as the honest young man in front of him.

“So powerful!” The young girl’s expression turned serious. The honest young man who looked harmless looked even younger than her cousin but was undeniably stronger than him. Although she was just from the side family of a tycoon family with a low level of qi, her insight was no less than Huang Xiong’s.

“Sir, allow me to apologise on behalf of my cousin,” said the young girl as she bowed to Zhou Donghuang. “My cousin just wanted to give me a farewell treat in this heavenly dining booth, so he had asked you to leave.”

Zhou Donghuang only glanced at the young girl and turned to look at Huang Xiong and said flatly, “If I do not receive my food soon… you’ll bear the consequences!” As he said this, a murderous glint flashed across his eyes. He never thought that they would encounter such a thing on the rare chance they had a meal outside.

“Yes, yes, yes… sir, I will arrange for it immediately,” Huang Xiong responded as he left. Now, as slow as he was, he could also tell that this young man in white was no simple figure and definitely not one he could afford to offend. What a joke! Even a servant who was just eighteen or nineteen years old had as much power as him, how strong could this young man be? Furthermore, since the start, although he knew of Lian Ping’s identity, the young man had no intention of giving in. This was enough to explain many things.

After Huang Xiong left, the young girl looked again at Zhou Donghuang and bowed slightly. “Sir, Liu Li takes her leave.” With that, the young girl left and closed the dining booth door.

“Cousin, let’s go,” said Liu Li softly to Lian Ping, who was standing outside sheepishly. “I don’t want to have this meal anymore.”

“Cousin, just hold on… I’ll call my uncle here to make him scram!” After being embarrassed so many times in front of his cousin, Lian Ping’s face contorted into an evil expression.

“Cousin, what you did was wrong anyway. For someone to give up the dining booth for you would be a favor, not an obligation, there was no need to force it… Furthermore, as a teenager even younger than you but with such power, I don’t think you should worsen the conflict between the two of you,” sighed the young girl as she shook her head in disappointment t Lian Ping. Without a pause, she turned and walked out of the restaurant. “Cousin, I’ll go back first.” After the whole fiasco, she had no appetite left.

Until the young girl’s figure had disappeared, Lian Ping recovered and stared coldly at the heavenly dining booth before him. He muttered, “Today, no matter how powerful you are, I will make you bow before me!”

With a deep breath, Lian Ping left Liuxiang Restaurant and went straight to the Wu family in the nearby governor’s household.

“Young Master Ping.” The disciples of the Wu family who were watching the door recognized him and allowed him in without question.

Lian Ping went straight to the courtyard where his uncle, Wu Jingtao stayed. But he did not find Wu Jingtao there, only his aunt, Lian Feng. Lian Feng was a beautiful lady dressed elegantly, who was not just the wife of the second master of the Wu family and governor’s household of Guangling prefecture, but also the sister of the chief of the grand Lian family.

“Aunt, where is Uncle?” asked Lian Ping hurriedly.

“Your uncle was called over by his elder brother just now and is not back yet. He should be out for some important matters… Ping’er, why is your face injured?” Not long after the incident in the Wu family hall, Lian Feng still did not know about her husband being injured by the young man. Seeing Lian Ping’s injured face, she was worried about him.

“Aunt, you must stand up for me!” Lian Ping told her the full story without hiding anything.

“A teen even younger than you is stronger than you?” Hearing Lian Ping’s story, Lian Feng’s eyes narrowed. “Furthermore, he said that even our second master does not dare to disrespect his young master? I want to see who on earth this young master is… if he is really someone of status, then there’s nothing we can do about it. But if not, and he dares to disrespect our second master and tarnish his name and even injured you… he won’t be stepping out of Liuxiang Restaurant today!”

With that, a murderous glint flashed across Lian Feng’s eyes.

…

In the heavenly dining booth of Liuxiang Restaurant, a whole table’s worth of dishes had been served, and Zhou Donghuang and Fu had already begun to dig ravenously into the food, as if a tornado swept across the table. After a month on the road, they had not had a proper meal. This meal was the first proper meal they had had since leaving Yunfeng prefecture capital.

Knock! Knock! Knocks on the door rang across the room. Fu raised his brows slightly, “Aren’t all the dishes here?” Although confused, Fu called out, “Come in.”

The dining booth door swung open. Huang Xiong stood courteously to the side as a beautiful lady walked slowly into the room, accompanied by a maid, a man and a teenager.

“It’s you again!” Seeing the teenager behind the lady, Fu’s eyes flashed. The man was none other than Lian Ping, whom he had just thrown out of the booth a while ago.