Chapter 209: That's How Rich People Are

Lu Jing heard the words, furrowed his brows, and said: "This Feng Zichang sounds like he's got something, but doesn't our school also have people who made the Newcomer Ranking? How could we possibly be unable to deal with him?"

"You mean our school's Xu Kuang?"

Jiang Fanxin explained: "Xu Kuang is only ninth on the Newcomer Ranking, and he currently has no interest in the Ultimate Tower either; I don't know if he'll come out to guard the tower."

"Then who currently holds the record for the Ultimate Tower at the Government Martial University?"

"It's a record left by a fourth-year student named Zhugeqing; not long ago he pushed Xu Kuang's record down."

The name Zhugeqing was somewhat familiar to Lu Jing; he had seen it on the forum the day he enrolled.

Seeing Lu Jing's eyes flicker, Jiang Fanxin thought he cared about the ownership of the Ultimate Tower, and so spoke to comfort him:

"Don't worry too much; if worst comes to worst, just give them one month of usage rights—anyway each school only gets one challenge slot per year."

"I'm not worried; I'm thinking that if students from other schools can come here to challenge the tower, why don't we take the initiative and attack?"

Lu Jing suddenly understood, a flash of excitement crossing his deep eyes.

"You mean you want to go and actively challenge the tower?"

Jiang Fanxin blinked slightly, then hurriedly advised: "I suggest you wait until you break through to Grandmaster before saying anything; those on the Newcomer Ranking are truly not weak!"

Lu Jing said nothing more, just shook his head.

"Stop chatting, or I'll finish all the dishes."

Leng Yueyue interrupted the topic, gave Lu Jing a piece of meat, and said, "Lu Jing, try this—it's delicious!"

"Brother, they seem to be talking about you."

Not far away at the stairwell entrance, a man and woman dressed in finery walked up.

Feng Zichang smiled and said, "Looks like the news of my intention to challenge the tower has spread throughout the capital's martial university."

"Brother, you gotta give it your all—if you really take down the tower, that'd be a great feat!"

His sister grinned, showing her cute little fangs, and said, "Once I get into Yanghai Martial University, I'll also go challenge the tower!"

"Don't worry, I, your brother, am confident—let's first celebrate your birthday."

Feng Zichang rubbed his sister's head and led her inside.

Seeing only a corner spot left, his sister instantly became unhappy.

"Brother, this seat isn't by the window—I came to Cloud-Ascending Pavilion precisely to eat while enjoying the view, yet you refused to book early!"

"Well..." Feng Zichang scratched his head embarrassedly, "Don't rush, I'll think of a solution."

Lu Jing was still burying himself in his meal when a waiter suddenly approached from the side.

"Hello, sir and madam," the waiter said respectfully, bowing slightly with an apologetic tone: "Could the three of you please move to the side table? We can comp your meal and also offer some drinks..."

"Why? We're eating just fine here."

Leng Yueyue asked doubtfully.

"It's that gentleman over there who asked me to inquire; you can also choose not to switch."

After saying that, the waiter lifted his head and gestured toward a direction.

Lu Jing and company looked over and saw a man and a woman stand up.

"No way, that's so vulgar?" Jiang Fanxin frowned, "We wouldn't have run into that kind of arrogant, domineering rich kid, would we?"

However, unexpectedly, the young man actually showed an apologetic smile and walked over voluntarily.

"Sorry to bother you three," Feng Zichang sighed, "It's like this: my sister's birthday is today, I specially came to Cloud-Ascending Pavilion because the scenery here is nice, but unfortunately only a seat without a window remains..."

"So she's unhappy, and as her brother I just wanted to try this; I'm really sorry for disturbing you."

After saying that, Feng Zichang also bowed slightly toward Lu Jing and the others.

"Well..."

Jiang Fanxin and Leng Yueyue didn't expect the young man to be so polite, especially for his sister's sake; for a moment they didn't know what to say, so they looked to Lu Jing to decide.

Lu Jing chuckled, seeing his own reflection in the young man, and said, "No big deal, we'll just switch seats."

Having said that, he stood up and called the waiter to swap seats.

It's just a matter of changing where we eat; the other party is so courteous and even offered to pay for our meal—why not do a good deed?

"Thank you, thank you so much!"

Feng Zichang's formerly gloomy face instantly brightened, and he kept expressing his thanks.

After reseating, the waiter hurriedly moved the dishes to the new table.

"Do you have any drink here that, when consumed, increases Blood Qi?"

Lu Jing stretched and asked the waiter.

"Yes, please wait a moment!"

Just as the waiter was about to fetch the wine, Feng Zichang from the side called out to him, "Wait a moment—I have a bottle of wine here; please take it to that table as my thanks."

After saying that, Feng Zichang took a bottle of red wine from the spatial ring on his finger and then smiled and nodded toward Lu Jing's side.

"Very well, sir."

The waiter hurriedly took the red wine and walked toward Lu Jing's table.

Jiang Fanxin lowered her voice and said somewhat incredulously, "That guy looks strong and hard to get along with, yet he's surprisingly easy to talk to—his words and deeds are flawless; I thought we'd end up fighting, after all I know your temper."

Lu Jing laughed and shook his head, "You've read too many novels; that kind of illogical face‑slapping plot is just stupid—this is reality, definitely not like in the novels."

In real life, the stronger one's ability and the better one's family background, the more they understand etiquette and propriety—after all, they've been exposed to high‑level education, of course except for some nouveau riche.

Jiang Fanxin pondered, thinking Lu Jing made a lot of sense, but recalling the video of him that went viral on the school forum, she smiled and said, "With your temperament—nobody can put up with you, and you resort to fists at the slightest displeasure—I never expected you'd voluntarily give up your seat."

"I'm basically a good person," Lu Jing laughed, "The earlier fights were matters of principle, different from this—plus, what's wrong with someone treating you?"

"Right, I almost forgot—this meal was supposed to be your treat," Jiang Fanxin tucked her front hair behind her ear, "so you owe me another meal next time."

"We'll talk about it later..."

Watching Jiang Fanxin and Lu Jing joke around, Leng Yueyue felt a bit uncomfortable but could do nothing about it, so she silently cheered herself on.

With Lu Leyi helping, my chances of winning are definitely the greatest!

"Hello, this is the red wine that gentleman sent for you."

The waiter walked over with the wine, gently pulled the cork, and a fragrance instantly filled the entire restaurant.

"This wine is really good."

Lu Jing and his two companions raised their glasses and clinked them, merely taking a small sip, as if they had swallowed a high-grade Dan Medicine.

Meanwhile, by the window.

Looking at the golden autumn scenery outside the window, the younger sister was overjoyed, her eyebrows flying with delight.

After admiring the scenery for a while, she curiously asked, "Brother, why were you so polite to them just now? With your strength, changing seats would be just a matter of a word, right?"