Invincible Immortal Cultivator in the City
Chapter 189 - 188: A Solo Dinner (First Update)

Chapter 189: Chapter 188: A Solo Dinner (First Update)

The entire hall, including the private room, was incredibly cold, and because of a single phrase from Lin Hao, the temperature seemed to plummet to freezing point.

His gaze turned towards Xiao Dingshan, whose cheeks immediately became dull and pale, his aged body shuddered violently, and his legs couldn’t help but shake.

"Thump!"

He knelt down on the spot, filled with remorse, annoyance, fear, and dread, he began to kowtow heavily, with an edge of crying in his voice.

"Thud."

His forehead reddened as it made contact with the floor.

"Thud!"

Again, his brow began to bleed as he continued to kowtow.

While kowtowing, he wailed:

"Young master, Lin Young Master, I was blind to the mountain before me, please spare my life, young master."

Lin Hao looked down, gazing indifferently at Xiao Dingshan: "If you were me, would you let me off?"

The form of Xiao Dingshan suddenly stopped, as though someone had pressed the pause button, completely motionless.

"I understand, I will do it myself, only asking for the young master to leave my body intact."

"Fine." Lin Hao answered indifferently.

"Thank you, thank you, young master." Xiao Dingshan had no thoughts of resistance, he knew that all resistance was futile before a Grandmaster.

After Lin Hao’s agreement, he immediately got up and threw himself towards the wall.

Bang!

A muffled sound rang out, Xiao Dingshan fell to the ground, dead.

Silence.

The air around seemed to solidify.

In the private room and outside of it, everyone stared at the corpse on the floor and then back at Lin Hao’s figure.

A demon.

This must be a demon!

To kill two well-known persons in broad daylight, even the big shots present wouldn’t dare be so brazen.

Not a single person dared to speak.

All eyes fell on Lin Hao.

Lin Hao’s methods had thoroughly dominated everyone.

Walking towards the private room, Lin Hao calmly said: "Why are you all standing? Sit down, let’s eat."

Lin Hao was somewhat hungry.

Ever since practicing the Ancient Swallowing Heaven Technique, he would occasionally feel a sense of hunger.

He casually took a seat, and said to the pale-faced waiter in the room: "Serve the dishes."

"I... okay, right away." The waiter, who dared not linger and was sweating cold beads, immediately turned to leave.

Within a minute.

All the dishes came in one after another.

However, the ones serving weren’t ordinary people; there was a scent of blood about them; they were either assassins or bodyguards.

Clearly, ordinary people were too frightened to come here, and they had been hastily called in as replacements.

They paid no heed to the two corpses on the floor, the ten people kneeling, nor to the passed-out student from the Xiao Family as they served the food and then silently left.

Inside the private room, including Lan Yue and Yuxue, everyone still stood, not sitting down.

Now, facing Lin Hao, even Lan Yue and Yuxue were at a complete loss.

This guy’s behavior and attitude were entirely beyond her comprehension.

Moreover, an eighteen-year-old Grandmaster, this finally showed her what true talent, a true monster, meant.

In his presence, she felt like nothing at all.

Even her beauty, which she prided herself on, had not warranted an extra glance from him from beginning to end.

Lin Hao sat in the chair and seeing that no one else made a move, couldn’t bother to say more and simply began to feast.

The chefs at Mittel Hotel were definitely top-notch.

The price of the dishes on this table was at least tens of thousands; it wasn’t quite the Manchu Han Imperial Feast, but it was almost there, the large round table nearly brimming with dishes.

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Lin Hao began eating each dish one by one, right in front of himself.

He had a big appetite, and slowly, the dishes on the table began to dwindle.

In the entire private room, only the sound of him chewing could be heard.

Inside the room, all of the VIPs seated at the main table remained standing, not daring to move or even breathe too loudly,

for fear that Lin Hao would become displeased and take it out on them.

A Grandmaster was not someone they could afford to offend!

Even Song Guolong wouldn’t dare to provoke such an eminent figure.

He felt fortunate that the Xiao Family had made their move before him; otherwise, if he had insisted on inviting Lin Hao to his birthday celebration,

he would possibly be lying on the ground as well.

After half an hour, two-thirds of the dishes on the table had been swept clean.

Lin Hao wiped his mouth and looked around suspiciously at the more than ten VIPs: "Aren’t you going to eat?"

A wave of dizziness washed over everyone’s hearts.

Eat?

How could they eat?

With a devil like you here, who would dare to eat? Who could?

"Mr. Lin," finally, Lan Yue Yuxue cautiously spoke up, "are you satisfied with the meal?"

"Not bad," Lin Hao replied.

Lan Yue Yuxue forced a smile, although contrived, it was still ten times prettier than the average person’s smile.

Her lips were luscious, sexy, and enchanting.

She glanced at the two corpses of the Xiao Family on the floor and the ten people kneeling outside who didn’t dare to stand up: "What about them... How should they be dealt with?"

"Whatever."

Lin Hao uttered these two words indifferently; he didn’t care much about the fate of these people.

Whether they were sent back to their families or the police were called, he was too lazy to bother.

"I understand," Lan Yue Yuxue took out a phone and made a call. Soon, someone came to carry away the two corpses as well as the Xiao Family students.

The ten people kneeling on the ground were dragged away like dogs.

As for where they went, no one asked and no one cared.

"Ah, haha, Mr. Lin!" Finally, the atmosphere in the room eased slightly as the VIPs’ legs had grown sore from standing, and they quickly started to move around. Song Guolong personally approached Lin Hao, warmly saying, "My secretary might have been a bit rude to you earlier, for which I deeply apologize. I will surely give him a good lesson when I return."

"It’s nothing," said Lin Hao.

"Mr. Lin, you truly are an outstanding youth. I don’t know if you’ve heard of the Song Family of Jiangbei. Allow me to introduce myself, I am the great-grandson of the Song Family Head, Song Guolong. In a couple of days, it will be my fiftieth birthday, and I would like to invite you to grace the occasion."

Song Guolong spoke very cautiously, as if talking to someone much older and more revered, with fear and humility:

"Please don’t misunderstand, Mr. Lin, I’m not asking you to perform. I just hope you can attend my birthday banquet."

Although Song Guolong was the great-grandson of the Song Family Head, his lineage did not hold high status within the family due to various reasons.

The Song Family Head had five sons, and each son had at least two children.

He was just one among more than a dozen great-grandchildren and was even quite inconspicuous within the family.

Because the Song Family Head was a Cultivator, and most of his descendants were also Cultivators.

Unfortunately, he and a few others were ordinary people, with no connection to Cultivation.

This made his status extremely low, even lower than that of the servants by the Family Head’s side!

Over the years, there had been overt and covert struggles within the Song Family, and he had come close to being killed by his brothers several times.

Thus, he had been trying by all means to elevate his status.

But, so far, there had been no progress.

Now, a Grandmaster.

Moreover, an eighteen-year-old Grandmaster!

How could he let such an opportunity slip by?

If he could establish a connection with such a person, his status within the Song Family would surely increase dramatically!

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