Chapter 610: Acknowledging a Big Brother

Ye Lin scratched his head, looking at the little fatty before him with a strange expression.

A look of confusion appeared on the little fatty's pale face.

"Is this not ruthless enough?"

"Give me the knife." Ye Lin reached out his hand.

"Huh?" The little fatty was stunned.

Slap!

Ye Lin gave him a slap.

"I told you to give me the knife."

"Oh, oh, oh."

The little fatty obediently handed the knife to Ye Lin, but only after handing it over did he suddenly realize something was wrong.

"That's not right! You dare slap me? You... you..."

Before the word "mother" could leave his lips, the little fatty froze in terror, the intense fear making him forget the pain in his thigh.

Because he actually saw Ye Lin take his knife and slice open his own stomach!

Blood flowed incessantly, yet Ye Lin's expression did not change; after opening his stomach, he found his liver, kidneys, and stomach pouch inside, and cut off a portion of each.

Afterward, he used a needle and thread to sew his stomach back up.

"You... what are you doing?" the little fatty asked, stuttering.

Ye Lin ignored him, taking out a kitchen knife and a cutting board on his own; he sliced the liver into thin pieces, removed the white fascia and red glands from the kidneys before slicing them into flower shapes, blanched the stomach slices, and then added salt, cooking wine, pepper powder, and starch to everything, mixing well to marinate.

While it was marinating, Ye Lin took out green onion segments, yellow chive segments, and chili segments.

He heated the wok with cold oil, added the stomach, pork liver, and kidney slices, stir-frying them quickly over high heat before removing them once they changed color.

Immediately after, he added green onions, ginger, garlic, Sichuan peppercorns, and chilies to sauté until fragrant, then added bean paste, cooking wine, salt, and pepper powder in sequence.

After stir-frying until fragrant, he returned the stomach, pork liver, and kidney slices to the wok, tossed them quickly, drizzled in a little starch water to thicken the sauce, sprinkled in the yellow chives, and then turned off the heat to plate the dish.

Clatter.

Ye Lin took out a napkin, tied it elegantly around his neck, and produced two sets of knives and forks, placing one set in front of himself and one in front of the little fatty.

"Three Delicacies of the Bridgehead; try it, I made it myself, it's delicious."

Ye Lin elegantly used his knife to cut a small piece of kidney and put it into his mouth to savor it carefully.

The little fatty was completely scared silly by now; his worldview had suffered a terrifying shock.

He truly could not imagine how there could be such a ruthless person in the world.

It was one thing to use himself as an ingredient, but the key was that he actually ate it after cooking it!

"Why aren't you eating? Do you not like this flavor?" Ye Lin asked with a smile.

At this smile, the little fatty almost wet himself in fear.

"No, no, no! Big Brother! I didn't mean that, I'm just not hungry!" he explained in a panic.

"People are iron, rice is steel; how can one go without eating?"

Ye Lin raised his hand to cover his face, shaking his head with a bitter smile as he muttered.

"It's just a pity, I hate that iron cannot become steel!"

People are iron, rice is steel? Hate that iron cannot become steel?

Does he just hate that he can't eat people as rice?

The little fatty couldn't stop shivering; he found it hard to imagine what kind of existence the person before him was.

Just then, Ye Lin, who had been covering his face, suddenly lowered his hand, revealing a scarlet eye.

"Amaterasu!"

That posture, that movement, that pronunciation, that eye!

The little fatty's entire body couldn't stop trembling; this time it wasn't because of fear, but because of incomparable excitement!

That's it!

That's right!

This is the feeling he had been desperately seeking but could never attain!

At this moment, the look in the little fatty's eyes toward Ye Lin no longer held fear, only incomparable worship and admiration!

"I... I want to acknowledge you as my Big Brother!"

The little fatty's eyes turned into stars.

Ye Lin was stunned for a moment; he had intended to scare the little fatty away, but he hadn't expected the little fatty to start worshipping him instead.

"The price for acknowledging me as Big Brother is not small; do you have Immortal Origin Stones?" Ye Lin asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The little fatty nodded repeatedly, then wiped his storage ring, and a pile of Immortal Origin Stones appeared before Ye Lin.

"Holy crap?!"

Ye Lin was startled; appearing before him were fully ten thousand medium-grade Immortal Origin Stones—if converted to low-grade Immortal Origin Stones, that would be one million!

Placed in a spirit spring mine, this would be enough to pay one hundred thousand miners for a month.

"What's wrong, Big Brother? Is it too little? How about you come home with me, and I'll go ask my dad for some more?" the little fatty asked nervously.

"It's not little, it's not little at all. Ahem, what was your name again?" Ye Lin calmly tucked all the Immortal Origin Stones before him into his pocket.

"Big Brother, my name is Zhen Youqian!" the little fatty said, puffing out his chest.

"Zhen Youqian (Really Rich)? Good name! I accept you as my little brother!" Ye Lin said with a wave of his hand.

"Really? That's great, Big Brother! Don't worry, I understand the rules of the pugilistic world! Lesson one: Loyalty!"

The little fatty took out two wine cups, poured wine into them, and then squeezed blood from the wound on his thigh into each of the two cups.

"Big Brother, let us swear an oath of blood! We do not ask to be born on the same year, month, and day, but we ask to die on the same year, month, and day!" the little fatty said excitedly.

Ye Lin finally understood; this little fatty was clearly one of those sheltered, chuunibyou young masters from a big family who had never seen the outside world.

"No problem!"

Without a second word, Ye Lin pulled out his own artery and used it like a water pipe to spray blood into the cups.

"Holy crap! Big Brother is bold, Big Brother is righteous!"

Seeing this, the little fatty slapped his thigh in excitement.

Afterward, the two of them each took a cup and drank the wine straight down.

"Big Brother, we've drunk the wine, so from now on I am your little brother. Can you teach me that, the 'Ah-something-rasu' thing now?"

Ye Lin raised his hand to cover his eyes.

"Kid, don't touch Amaterasu; that is not a power humans should control."

Seeing this, the little fatty became even more excited.

That's right!

Just like this!

It's this melancholic, god-like temperament!

He imitated Ye Lin's appearance, smiling painfully while covering his eyes with his hand.

Just then, the sound of footsteps rang out.

"Youqian! You're running around again, come back with me quickly!"

A woman dressed in an ancient-style dress stepped forward, graceful and elegant, clearly a young lady of a prominent family, possessing a gentle and lively air.

It was just that this woman seemed somewhat over-nourished, sporting two headlights larger than her head, which were exceptionally bright in the dark night.

"Youqian, what are you doing here?"

After discovering the little fatty, the woman put her hands on her hips and couldn't help but scold him.

"Heh."

The little fatty squeezed a dry, hoarse laugh from his throat.

"Sister, when you reach my age, you'll understand."

The woman's face was full of question marks, but she had long been accustomed to her younger brother's brain circuits being different from ordinary people.

When her gaze fell upon Ye Lin, her brows furrowed slightly, and there was a hint of vigilance in her eyes.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

As soon as she finished speaking, before Ye Lin could even say a word, the little fatty immediately slapped the table and stood up, shouting angrily.

"You stinking woman, how are you talking to my Big Brother?"