Chapter 834: This person at least shouldn't be so despicable

Shen Xian seriously suspects that Xu Jie this guy is deliberately keeping everyone waiting; he clearly has the qualification to order dishes, but damn, he's been going around in circles, pulling and tugging for almost a month, yet he still hasn't eaten.

Just to enjoy this feeling of being surrounded by admirers.

But, suspicion aside, as Xu Jie's next words came out, Shen Xian completely lost his temper.

"Alas, as the saying goes, haste makes waste; since you, junior brother, lack patience, it seems we have no affinity, so when it comes to ordering dishes, senior brother won't call you."

Damn bastard.

His teeth were grinding; thinking that he himself had damn persisted for over half a month, giving up now would be a huge loss.

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger in his chest, and forced a smile uglier than crying on his face, chuckling.

"What are you saying, senior brother? We sworn brothers have always been as close as flesh and blood, not blood brothers but even closer."

"Your shoulders must be sore, senior brother; let me, the junior brother, take over—those clumsy oafs wouldn't know how to look after anyone."

Saying that, Shen Xian stepped forward and directly took over the shoulder-massaging task.

In response, Xu Jie smiled satisfactorily, with an expression that said the student is teachable.

"Rest assured, junior brother, as long as senior brother has food to eat, you'll definitely not be left out."

"Then thank you, senior brother."

"No problem, no problem."

Over the next few days, Shen Xian and the others continued to serve Xu Jie honestly.

However, in the process, they also indirectly asked when they would get to eat this special meal.

Damn, how can this meal be so hard to get? It's already been a month.

For this meal, Shen Xian can be said to have paid too much.

And under the constant questioning from everyone, Xu Jie finally gave a clear answer.

"Don't rush, junior brother; we'll eat tomorrow."

"Really?"

"When has senior brother ever lied to you?"

"Then thank you, senior brother, for this."

At last, he had made it; thinking that tomorrow he could finally eat this meal, Shen Xian almost burst into tears.

For this meal, he has damn been working like an ox and a horse for over a month—how easy is that?

Fortunately, he has finally made it.

Having long awaited the next day, after finally making it to the next evening's dinner, Shen Xian, Zhao Zhengping, and the other invited inner disciples, faces full of anticipation, excitedly headed toward the canteen.

Along the way they were neither rushed nor slow; seeing the fellow students frantically rushing to the canteen, Shen Xian and company appeared leisurely and content.

"Ah, it's great not having to scramble for rice."

"Senior brother, aren't you eating rice today?"

"You don't understand; today we're having a special dish."

Even a passing junior brother's puzzled inquiry was met with smug looks from them all.

Today they are unlike usual; today they are the ones who will eat the special dish.

Hearing that, the junior brothers' faces involuntarily showed a hint of envy; they too wanted to eat the special dish, but unfortunately they lacked the opportunity.

Not overthinking it, lacking the fate, they might as well honestly go scramble for rice.

Arriving at the canteen unhurriedly, at this point the disciples had already finished scrambling; those who got rice were utterly satisfied, while those who failed wore faces full of regret.

As for Zhao Zhengping, Shen Xian and the others, they swaggered into the canteen.

But just as they stepped into the canteen, the imagined table of delicious dishes prepared beforehand was nowhere to be seen; instead, Shen Xian caught sight of Xu Jie this guy, holding a big bowl and eating with great ease.

"This............"

A bad premonition instantly arose in his heart; Shen Xian poked Zhao Zhengping's shoulder, and following the direction of his finger, Zhao Zhengping and the others naturally also saw Xu Jie.

"Holy shit............"

Striding up to Xu Jie, Zhao Zhengping clung to the last shred of hope and asked.

"Third junior brother, aren't we supposed to have the special dish? Why did you end up with rice?"

This was Zhao Zhengping's last shred of pride, but Xu Jie's answer, without a doubt, completely shattered that final hope.

"Oh, last night I observed the stars and found that today isn't a good day for the special dish, so I decided to postpone it."

"Not eating?"

Upon hearing that, Zhao Zhengping and company instantly went numb; they damn hadn't slept all night, pinning their hopes on today's special meal, and you damn tell us we're not eating?

What's more unforgivable is, if you weren't going to eat, why didn't you say so earlier? We leisurely made our way over, didn't even snag a seat, and now you say we're not eating?

You damn well said you're not eating, so you're not eating.

Unsurprisingly, they gritted their teeth and clenched their fists tightly.

Were it not for the last sliver of reason in their hearts telling them that violence is forbidden inside the canteen, they would have probably torn Xu Jie apart alive.

But this only applies inside the canteen; they silently turned and left.

Having finished his meal, Xu Jie, wearing a look of contentment, had just stepped out of the canteen's doors when he immediately heard an angry shout.

"Xu San, give me your life."

"Give it to me, Xu Lao San."

"Who?"

Turning his head, he hadn't even seen who it was when a sandpot-sized fist loomed before his eyes; then came a tremendous force, followed by dizziness and blurred vision.

A heavy punch of the Dragon Grasping Force directly knocked Xu Jie to the ground; Zhao Zhengping, Shen Xian and the others followed closely, surrounding Xu Jie and giving him a sound thrashing.

"I'll damn well kill you today."

"Xu Jie, I already knew you were despicable, but I damn never imagined you could be this despicable."

At least a person shouldn't be as lowly as you.

Why waste words with him, just beat him up.

This beating left everyone full of hatred, and the many disciples around who saw this scene also felt their scalps go numb.

Fellow sect brothers, how could you strike so lethally?

That steward, you Discipline Hall aren't going to take care of him?

Seeing the Discipline Hall steward still standing nearby, a disciple timidly asked.

I'm really afraid of beating Xu Jie to death.

However, upon hearing that, the Discipline Hall steward curled his lips, speaking with hatred.

Deserved.

Huh???

Do you even know what you're saying? You're a Discipline Hall steward, what do you mean 'deserved'?

Many disciples know Xu Jie's actions, including the Discipline Hall steward, so many present think Xu Jie indeed got what he deserved.

Who made him so lowly?

After a fat beating, Zhao Zhengping bent over, looking down at Xu Jie, speaking coldly.

Third junior brother, tomorrow senior brother hopes to have some side dishes, understand?

Although not really striking a killing blow, but external injuries are unavoidable; bruised Xu Jie, looking at Zhao Zhengping's icy face, kept nodding.

Understood, senior brother, what side dishes do you want tomorrow?

You see, this is the arrangement.

Okay.

After being pressed down by several people and rubbed, Xu Jie finally became honest; seeing this, Zhao Zhengping and others then left satisfied.

Even if the heavenly king himself came tomorrow, they'd still have to eat this side dish; a month of beating legs and rubbing shoulders, if they can't get this side dish, Xu Jie could directly arrange his afterlife.