Chapter 372: Ancient Martial Arts Clans
"No worries, no worries!" The restaurant manager felt wronged inside but couldn’t express it. He had to put on a smiling face, his expression so bitter that it seemed it could squeeze out water!
"As long as the gentleman and lady are happy with their meal!"
"I’m not wrong at all!" Lin Tian was very dissatisfied, believing he was not at fault!
"Yes, yes, you’re not wrong!" Chen Moxiang rolled her eyes. "The ones at fault are those who named these dishes!"
"This dish shouldn’t be called ’Braised Lion’s Head’; it should be ’Pork Belly Riding Pig’s Trotters’ instead!"
"Sounds logical!" Lin Tian smacked his lips. "But calling it like that makes it too long and not quite pleasing!"
"You shut your mouth!" Chen Moxiang was so angry that her eyebrows jumped. She suddenly felt that asking Lin Tian to take her out to eat was truly a mistake!
"Fine, I won’t speak then!" Lin Tian picked up his chopsticks, grabbed a braised lion’s head, and took a bite. "Oh, not bad, fragrant and tasty!"
"Tsk tsk, as expected of a dish made by a world-class chef!"
"Mm... delicious!"
Seeing Lin Tian’s eating style, looking like he wanted to swallow his tongue, Chen Moxiang wished she could find a place to bury herself!
The embarrassment, it’s gone all the way to grandma’s house!
A moment ago, he was criticizing the restaurant, and the next second he was eating so happily. Could he wait until the manager left to do this?
"I’ve never seen such a shameless person!" This was the restaurant manager’s current thought, completely with a look of desolation!
But at the same time, he felt a little proud inside. Look at this, it’s the culinary charm of the restaurant’s chef!
"Can’t you eat with some dignity?" Chen Moxiang was restless. This wasn’t eating; it was practically dog paddling!
Picking here, choosing there, in the blink of an eye, the food on the table was almost gone!
"Another serving!"
"Snap!" The restaurant manager snapped his fingers and spoke to the waiter next to him: "Go, prepare another table of dishes like this."
"Yes, manager!" The waiter bowed and immediately went to prepare.
"Are you really not willing to join the Security Management Institute?" Chen Moxiang reiterated the question.
"Mr. Chen, it’s not that I don’t want to join; I really need to go to school. Won’t school start in a few days?" Lin Tian insisted on his reason.
The reason kept changing. To put it simply, he didn’t want to join the Security Management Institute.
Indeed, because of Ye Feng’s death, Lin Tian particularly didn’t want to join the Security Management Institute.
The Security Management Institute deals with all sorts of dangerous tasks daily. If he joined, wouldn’t every day be filled with life-and-death situations?
Lin Tian didn’t want to become cold and indifferent like Chen Moxiang.
Moreover, he didn’t want to experience the feeling of Ye Feng’s death again.
So, Lin Tian continuously refused Chen Moxiang’s invitation.
Having been rejected by Lin Tian again, Chen Moxiang knew that getting Lin Tian to join the Security Management Institute was hopeless.
But honestly, Lin Tian is really skilled; in this mission, regardless of speed, strength, reaction, handling, and dealing, he performed quite well.
Of course, the flaw is he’s too young and impulsive, doesn’t follow orders, always thinking he can do better.
In the face of so many strengths, that little flaw seems not to be very important.
"Forget it, let me know when you feel like joining!" Chen Moxiang sighed, clearly not thrilled with Lin Tian’s rejection.
"What ideas? I definitely don’t have any ideas!" Naturally, Lin Tian didn’t dare say this, only muttering to himself.
"Captain!"
While the two were eating, a young man wearing sunglasses walked in, carrying a big woven bag.
"I found everything you wanted!" The young man placed the bag beside Chen Moxiang and turned to leave.
Lin Tian sniffed, even though the bag was far from him, the rich herbal aroma still invaded his nostrils.
"The things you wanted are all here!" Chen Moxiang pushed the woven bag to Lin Tian’s side with her foot.
The next second, Lin Tian couldn’t care less about eating.
He immediately opened the bag, and seeing what’s inside, he couldn’t help but smile.
If these herbs were refined into pills, his power might level up significantly.
"I’m curious, what are you going to do with these herbs?" Chen Moxiang squinted slightly, staring at Lin Tian.
These herbs were initially unattainable for Chen Moxiang, but later she heard that some ancient martial families had them.
Indeed, ultimately, these herbs were obtained from the ancient martial families.
Ancient martial families are hundred-year-old families standing on the Celestial Dragon Continent, with every male member practicing martial arts from a young age, achieving mastery with the ability to command winds and rain.
Chen Moxiang didn’t know if the tales about ancient martial families were true; commanding winds and rain might be exaggerated, but the ancient martial families are indeed formidable, that much is certain.
Therefore, she’s curious why Lin Tian wants these herbs?
Could he be a member of an ancient martial family?
Otherwise, why are these herbs specifically available from ancient martial families?
"Training in martial arts!" Lin Tian responded simply.
In fact, he didn’t mention cultivation; training in martial arts might be a bit easier to accept.
"Are you from an ancient martial family?" Chen Moxiang continued to ask.
"Ancient martial family?" Lin Tian looked puzzled. "What’s that?"
"That’s the ancient heritage of the Celestial Dragon Continent. Those families practice martial arts, very formidable!" Chen Moxiang simply introduced ancient martial families.
First, because Chen Moxiang felt Lin Tian couldn’t reach ancient martial families.
Second, ancient martial families are considered taboo, so Chen Moxiang couldn’t explain in detail.
"Alright!" Lin Tian listened without much concern.
After all, no matter how great ancient martial families are, what does it have to do with him?
"Are you full?" Chen Moxiang put down her chopsticks and asked.
"Crammed!" Lin Tian nodded.
"Then let’s go. Where are you headed? I’ll give you a ride?" Chen Moxiang asked.
"To a budget hotel!" Lin Tian scratched his head awkwardly.
"You don’t have a place to stay now?" Chen Moxiang was puzzled.
"Yeah, I plan to buy a place!"
"Let’s go!"
Regarding Lin Tian’s personal matters, Chen Moxiang wasn’t inclined to intervene.
After leaving the hotel, Chen Moxiang drove Lin Tian to the budget hotel before leaving.
Back in the room, Lin Tian felt it was necessary to buy a place. Otherwise, staying in a budget hotel alone wasn’t a solution.
Yet before buying a place, Lin Tian dialed Wu Yong.
"Hey, where are you, kid?"
"Playing games at the internet café!" Wu Yong replied.
"Come and see me; I’m at the Privateer’s Budget Hotel, room 232!" Lin Tian said.
"Alright, I’ll come over when I finish this game!" Wu Yong responded quickly before hanging up, clearly at a critical stage in his game.
After hanging up, Lin Tian opened the woven bag, preparing to ponder over these herbs...