At this time, everyone, including Ou Yang, looked at Wang Le with complex and strange eyes.

Even though I have been working in Hechang Restaurant for many years and have seen all kinds of young men, I have never seen anyone as edible as Wang Le.

To be more precise, no matter how much a successful practitioner eats, he will not lose his stomach, but no one can do this like Wang Le, regardless of his own identity as a monk or his personal face.

"Where did this guy come out? He really has no cultivation at all."

"If it weren't for the guardian formation of Shuntian City that prohibited the demon clan from entering the city, I really suspected that this kid was a vulgar demon clan!"

"He Chang looked back and savored it slowly, and the kid drank it all in a few seconds. It was really a waste of a jar of good wine!"

………

Amid the contempt and discussions, the young guy looked at Wang Le with some concern, for fear that the new arrival of Brother Wang would turn the table over and turn it against him.

After all, these guests who dare to express their contempt are not easy to mess with, and the weakest ones are the mid-stage Jindan cultivation level.

Most of them are already in the Nascent Soul Realm.

While Wang Le deliberately restrained his breath, he was just a young monk in the early stage of the Golden Pill.

In the eyes of the young guy, once Wang Le couldn't help but have a conflict with the next table, whether it was a clash of strength or other aspects, it was obviously the first time Wang Le had a loss.

For the sake of a medium-grade spirit stone, the young man turned his back to everyone, and looked at Wang Le with a faint look, indicating that he was calm and calm.

As for whether Wang Le can understand, that is his own business. Just ask yourself that you have no guilt.

After all, I am just an ant on the bottom of the restaurant making a living.

Wang Le ignored the young guy's winks and did not take the contempt words from the next table to heart.

For Wang Le, he is now full of food and drink, and he is feeling comfortable all over!

He was too lazy to be as knowledgeable as those fools who didn't understand food.

What's more, the strong dragon does not suppress the local snake. Wang Le, who had just entered Shuntian City, really didn't want to cause any storm.

Not to mention that the battles between the powerful people in the Transformation Realm that crossed the stages and borders some time ago were really a bit fucked.

Everything is too much, but Wang Le now just wants to find a Taoist sect that suits him quietly, and then work hard to practice with all his heart.

Just as the young guy took off the leftovers from the table and poured them back into the meal, Ou Yang finally couldn't help but sigh and said to Wang Le speechlessly, "Brother Wang, a strange man! Ou recognized it."

"Strange man?" Wang Le smiled and said, "Brother Ouyang, if it weren't for the extra five of this account, we would have paid half of it!"

"After all, most of this table of wine and food was put into my stomach, so I'm sorry."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ou Yang refused without hesitation and said, "That's not OK. It's agreed that Ou will settle the bill."

"If you ask you to pay half of it, then I, Ouyang, will have no shame to survive in Shuntian City in the future."

Seeing that Ou Yang insisted on refusing, Wang Le did not persuade him more.

Anyway, I have said everything I should say.

At this moment, Ou Yang took the initiative to change the topic, looked at Wang Le with a curious look and asked, "Brother Wang, are you really a casual cultivator?"

Wang Le's face remained unchanged. He drank tea indifferently and nodded and said, "That's right, I took the path of cultivation by chance and did not join the Taoist sect."

After a pause, Wang Le suddenly changed his mind and said, "But this time I came to Shuntian City, the purpose of joining the Daotong Sect that suits me."

"Oh? Is that true?" Ou Yang looked at Wang Le with a strange color flashing in his eyes, secretly guessing that there were some truths and some falsehoods in the other party's words.

Then Wang Le put down the teacup in his hand, and a deep helpless look on his fair face, and he said softly, "Since Brother Ouyang is a casual cultivator, he must understand how difficult it is for us casual cultivators to obtain cultivation resources alone."

"Especially as our cultivation level gets higher and higher, the cultivation resources we obtain will undoubtedly be more advanced, and it is too difficult for us casual cultivators to get these."

Speaking of this, Wang Le couldn't help but look bitter and continued, "It is precisely because of this that I want to join the Daotong Sect."

"After all, joining the Taoist sect is much better than a casual cultivator fighting alone."

At the end, Wang Le did not forget to add, "I am still very young. If you want to keep moving forward on the road of cultivation, you cannot restrain your future achievements on the road of cultivation because of the lack of cultivation resources."

After hearing Wang Le's explanation, Ou Yang couldn't help but look at the other party seriously and confirm again, "Brother, are you really a casual cultivator?"

Wang Le couldn't help rolling his eyes and replied, "It's like a fake one, I'll be a casual cultivator. What's the point of lying to lie?"

Before Ou Yang could speak, a guest at the next table questioned, "Your kid's bone age is at most thirty years old. You can practice to the Golden Pill Realm without the help of the Taoist sect. Isn't it too exaggerated?"

Wang Le glanced at the corner of his mouth, and was too lazy to explain more, "If you believe it or not, I have no obligation to explain this to you."

Then Wang Le looked at Ou Yang, and the topic changed and said, "Since Brother Ou Yang is an old man from Shuntian City, he must know whether the foundation of the Taoist sect in this territory is profound. Please give me some more suggestions."

As soon as he finished speaking, the guest who was choked by Wang Le suddenly stood up and sneered, "It's just the early stage of the Golden Pill, I dare to be arrogant with someone Du. I'm really tired of living you!"

After a pause, the long-faced guest with a mole on the corner of his mouth said to Wang Le again, "If you have the courage, go to the battle arena in the city with someone Du, and teach you how to be a human being?"

Wang Le raised his eyebrows and finally looked at this late-stage Jindan powerhouse who was about to go to the arena after a disagreement.

At this moment, although Wang Le had a smile on his face, his eyes looked at the other person with a cold look, as if he was looking at a dead person.

"You are sure to fight with me?" Wang Le asked slowly without any emotion.

At this moment, the guest with a mole on the corner of his mouth was uncomfortable because of Wang Le's cold eyes.

Although the guest with a long face with a mole on the corner of his mouth did not want to admit it, deep down he couldn't help but start to get a little frizzy.

"It's obvious that it's only in the early stage of the Golden Pill, and it's so young, but why do I feel like this little bastard is covered in blood debt?"

The long-faced guest with a mole on the corner of his mouth muttered to himself in fear.

Unconsciously, the momentum of this late-stage Jindan cultivator became three points weaker.
Chapter completed!