Chapter 2225: That kid was hiding his clumsiness

Looking at the Space Ring that the San Shi San Lou manager slapped onto the table, Ye Zhangqing gave him an odd up-and-down glance, then said helplessly.

"Why go to such trouble?"

"Don't worry about it, just tell me if you agree or not."

The San Shi San Lou manager likewise replied with a strange expression; he didn't want to either, but this is the master's order—what can he do?

He extended his divine sense into the Space Ring, which naturally had no restrictions—anyone who got it could use it freely.

Upon seeing the Space Ring filled to the brim with various treasures, pills, and immortal crystals, Ye Zhangqing couldn't help but hiss.

Is this old guy here to deliver money? His generosity is not small.

With so many treasures, there's no reason to refuse, so Ye Zhangqing nodded from the heart.

"Fine, how do you want to compare?"

Such a big piece of fat meat delivered to one's mouth—there's no reason not to eat it.

Seeing Ye Zhangqing nod, the San Shi San Lou manager said nonchalantly.

"You decide, we're fine with anything."

"Then let's keep it simple—just make your San Shi San Lou's signature dish."

"Okay."

Ye Zhangqing didn't intentionally make things difficult either, and the San Shi San Lou manager readily nodded in agreement.

But just as the contest was about to begin, while Ye Zhangqing was preparing to have someone set up the stove and ingredients, this Immortal Chef of San Shi San Lou spoke up.

"No need to trouble yourself."

"Huh???"

Hearing that, Ye Zhangqing looked at him suspiciously—if the stove and ingredients aren't prepared, how can they compete? He couldn't quite grasp what this old guy meant.

Under Ye Zhangqing's gaze, the Immortal Chef couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth, yet he forced himself to speak.

"I admit defeat."

"Huh???"

They hadn't even started, yet they admitted defeat outright; hearing this, Ye Zhangqing felt a bit dazed—again? Are you serious?

His gaze darted between the San Shi San Lou manager and this Immortal Chef—what are these two playing at?

At this, both men couldn't help but blush, especially the Immortal Chef.

Although he truly lacked confidence in his heart and knew he wasn't a match for Ye Zhangqing,

yet as an Immortal Chef, he naturally had his own pride; even if he were inferior, according to his nature, he'd have to compete to find out.

Who proactively challenges someone and then admits defeat before even making a move?

But there's nothing he can do—this is the manager's order, so he can only obey.

However, the San Shi San Lou manager, at this point, flushed red all over and threw out a line.

"Your culinary skill is indeed extraordinary; I concede this match, the wager is yours—let's go."

Having said that, without waiting for Ye Zhangqing's reply, the two left directly, familiar with the route.

Watching them, Ye Zhangqing was left bewildered—are these two sick?

They're purely here to deliver money—didn't do anything, just handed over this huge batch of treasures; are they burning cash because they have too much?

Ye Zhangqing naturally didn't know that these treasures weren't from San Shi San Lou but from Extreme Bliss Palace, so giving them away didn't pain San Shi San Lou—after all, they weren't its own.

Strange, there's actually someone who proactively rushes over to deliver money.

But before Ye Zhangqing could speak, the San Shi San Lou manager and that Immortal Chef had already left.

All the way back to San Shi San Lou, the manager went to that Dong Fu and reported the outcome of this trip to the master.

Upon hearing that everything went smoothly, the person at the other end of the Formation Light Curtain said satisfiedly.

"Well done; tomorrow you go again to the Extreme Bliss Palace garrison..........................."

Hearing this, the San Shi San Lou manager found it hard to contain himself, and in an extremely rare show of embarrassment, he said.

"This... going again—wouldn't that be somewhat inappropriate?"

"You don't want to go?"

A light question, yet it frightened the San Shi San Lou manager into hastily bowing his head and responding respectfully.

"Subordinate dare not."

"Then that's settled."

Leaving the Dong Fu, the San Shi San Lou manager didn't know whether, if he went to the Extreme Bliss Palace garrison tomorrow, that Elder would directly lash out, wanting to fight him to mutual destruction.

Over and over again, you're not leaving anyone a way out at all.

Naturally, he didn't want to go, but there was nothing he could do—the master had already spoken, and he couldn't refuse.

Anxiously waiting until the next day, he all the way to the Extreme Bliss Palace garrison, his heart in turmoil.

He also specially prepared many Talisman Seals, Formation Disks, and other magical treasures on his person.

This was to prevent the Extreme Bliss Palace Elder from suffering a heart attack from rage and causing a fish‑dead‑net‑broken scenario; having these things could also guarantee extra safety.

After giving notice, soon the Extreme Bliss Palace Elder personally came out to greet.

Upon meeting, the Extreme Bliss Palace Elder led the way inward while eagerly asking.

"Already finished so quickly? How is it—did that surnamed Ye lose? What about the wager? And my treasures?"

Seeing the expectant look on his face, the San Shi San Lou manager's expression grew complex; for a moment he actually didn't know what to say.

And upon noticing the other's delayed response, the Extreme Bliss Palace Elder seemed to realize something was off, paused his steps, then turned his head and gazed deeply at the San Shi San Lou manager.

Seeing the other's gaze somewhat evasive, his heart gave a sudden jolt, and he then frowned solemnly.

"Could it be that he lost?"

"That kid was hiding his clumsiness; I was off by one move in chess, losing to him by one stake."

Under the gaze of the Jile Palace Elder, the shopkeeper of San Shi San Lou spoke with a stiff scalp, but his words lacked any confidence.

What a load of crap, the chess was off by one move; he didn't even lift a finger and just admitted defeat.

It was purely a trip to give away money.

But the Jile Palace Elder didn't know any of this; hearing that he had lost again, his lips couldn't help trembling, and he shakily asked.

"Where are the treasures? My treasures, the immortal crystals?"

"Naturally, they were lost to that kid surnamed Ye."

"The treasures are definitely gone." As soon as those words were spoken, a violent aura burst forth from the Jile Palace Elder's whole body.

"They're gone again; these treasures were all borrowed temporarily from the Sect."

"Back when he contacted the Second Ancestor, he had patted his chest and guaranteed that this time there would be no problems."

"Those treasures were merely taken out for show, to hook Ye Zhangqing."

"Afterward, not only could he heavily strike and humiliate that kid surnamed Ye, but the treasures would also be returned intact to the Sect."

"But now the treasures are gone—what is he to do?"

His eyes were filled with fury, like a volcano about to erupt, glaring wide-eyed, looking as if he wanted to devour someone, he stared fixedly at the shopkeeper of San Shi San Lou.

His teeth clenched, making a grating sound, he questioned with words full of anger.

"Gone? What did you say back then? Didn't you say it was a sure thing, absolutely no problem? How could this happen? Why is this happening? Is this what you called a sure thing?"

"That batch of treasures I borrowed from the Sect; you compensate me and we're even, or else today I'll kill you."

Looking at this, if he can't get those treasures back today, the Jile Palace Elder will really fight to the death; there's no way—since the treasures are gone, he also can't explain to the Sect.