Chapter 440 - Take Me Out for Lunch!

Chapter 440 – Take Me Out for Lunch!


You need to show sincerity when you apologize,
Yan Feng said, twirling a finger through her hair.
At the very least, you need to take me out for lunch.

The moment the words left her mouth, her face glowed a bright red. But she couldn’t back down! She was in her twenties now, but because she had focused on cultivating, she never once had a boyfriend. She believed that love at first sight was just something out of a fairy tale, but that changed when she met Wu Zhangkong. He was simply too handsome! Even if he had some sort of baggage, that didn’t matter. To her, his good looks would make up for anything!

Fine.
Wu Zhangkong nodded.
What do you want to eat?

Yan Feng lit up.
You decide!

Wu Zhangkong pondered for a moment before saying,
Okay. Follow me.
Then he turned and walked away.
He’s even handsome from behind! Yan Feng patted her chest to calm herself down, then chased after him with a blushing face. Those kids aren’t that bad. They couldn’t possibly be bad kids with such a handsome man for a teacher! I guess I just have to forgive them.
Wu Zhangkong walked at a steady pace, neither slow nor fast. Yan Feng followed just behind him, utterly captivated by her view of him from behind. She was committing every detail to memory. Her eyes never left him!
Wu Zhangkong was truly eye-catching. As he walked down the street, he drew the gazes of all the nearby women, no matter their age.
As a Soul King, Yan Feng possessed exceptional hearing. She could hear the murmurs of smitten women praising Wu Zhangkong. They were echoing the countless thoughts that Yan Feng already had in the past few minutes.
Soon enough, the two turned a corner into an alley and reached a small restaurant. The front of the restaurant was no more than four meters wide. Peering inside through the window, Yan Feng only saw four tables. Noon had nearly arrived, and she could smell a fragrant aroma wafting out from the restaurant.
Wu Zhangkong silently stood at the door, his mind wandering off in a daze. Yan Feng could see the ice in his eyes thaw, revealing a tenderness that made her heart skip a beat.
A plump, short-haired man in his fifties opened the door and exclaimed,
Zhangkong! You’re back! Hurry up and come in.
He hugged Wu Zhangkong then beckoned him inward.
If Tang Wulin had been present, his jaw would have dropped. Wu Zhangkong was actually quite the clean freak, yet he didn’t mind this man hugging him. In fact, he looked at the man warmly, nodded, then entered. Yan Feng followed closely behind him.
The restaurant was just as tiny on the inside as it had looked from the outside. It was a bit dirty and had flies darting around the place. If any other man had brought Yan Feng here, she would have given him zero points. The place was simply too crude. But since Wu Zhangkong was the one who brought her here, she simply thought the place had character! She figured that a handsome guy like him had a good reason for coming here after all!
Indeed, the world wasn’t fair!
The plump man led them to a table by the window.
Zhangkong, it’s been so long. How have you been?

Wu Zhangkong sat down and leaned back in his chair.
I’ve been alright.


Is this your friend?
The man glanced at Yan Feng. She couldn’t be considered a world-shaking beauty, but she did possess her own charm. She was in her prime and brimming with youth.

Hello!
Yan Feng smiled at the man, then took a seat across from Wu Zhangkong.
The man gaped at her. Her bright demeanor didn’t fit Wu Zhangkong at all.

Get us the usual.
Wu Zhangkong said. Only then did the man regain himself.

Alrighty then. The usual it is. I’ll go whip it up right away.
The man turned to walk back to the kitchen, but he paused for a moment, then turned back and said,
It’s good to see you Zhangkong. It really is.

After the man left, Wu Zhangkong’s expression grew icy once more. Seated across from him, Yan Feng could finally examine him properly. His eyelashes are so long! He has pretty eyes, and his nose is high! His lips are really full too. If we got married… oh my god, what am I thinking?
Yan Feng blushed crimson.

Do you come here often?
Yan Feng asked.
Wu Zhangkong’s cold gaze focused on her.
I used to.


No wonder the boss recognized you.


Yeah.


Do you live in Heaven Spirit City?

Wu Zhangkong shook his head.

Oh?
Surprise tinged Yan Feng’s voice.
Where are you from then?


Shrek,
he answered.

How old are you?

Taken aback by the question, Wu Zhangkong went silent for a moment. Then he shook his head, declining to answer.
A playful light glinted in Yan Feng’s eyes.
Okay. Let me guess. Twenty seven?

Wu Zhangkong remained silent.

That’s not it, huh? Are you twenty-six? Or are you actually twenty-eight?

Wu Zhangkong furrowed his brow.
Thirty-three.


Wow! Thirty-three?
Yan Feng stared at him in astonishment.
But you look so young! You have such nice skin. If you weren’t so mature, I would have thought you in your early twenties. I’m about to turn twenty-seven myself, so you’re six years older than me.


Oh.


You’re so concise. Do you usually talk like this?


Yes.


What’s going on with your disciples?
Yan Feng asked.
You said they were in the middle of an exam?

Wu Zhangkong’s eyes brightened a bit.
It’s their end-of-semester exam.

Yan Feng groaned.
The boy that was leading them is no good, you know. He attacked me, then he lied and said I attacked him! He’s a real actor that one. Did you teach him that?

Wu Zhangkong made a helpless expression.
It wasn’t me.


Who taught him that then?

The corner of Wu Zhangkong’s mouth twitched, and Yan Feng’s heart nearly skipped a beat. It was her first time seeing his mask crack.

He was born with that talent,
Wu Zhangkong said with a hint of resignation.

You need to be more careful with how you pick your disciples,
Yan Feng said sagely.
That aside, the boy’s like a sapling. As his teacher, it’s your responsibility to make sure he grows up straight and proper.


He won’t go astray. He’s a good kid.

Yan Feng pursed her lips.
I disagree. But enough about that, let’s talk about you. Where do you teach? Which academy?

At that moment, the plump restaurant boss brought the food over. There were candied yellow vegetables, fishy stir-fried strips of pork, spicy chicken, and a big bowl of tofu soup. Two bowls of rice accompanied the soup and the three side dishes.
Yan Feng was actually quite hungry. Due to her excitement this morning, she had skipped breakfast. Wu Zhangkong was hungry as well. Although the shop was small, the dishes sang to their appetites.

No need to be polite. Let’s eat!
Yan Feng grabbed her chopsticks, picked up her bowl, and began eating. She picked up a piece of pork and put it in her mouth. One bite, and her eyes flew wide open.
Delicious! I never thought such a small restaurant could have such good food. It’s even better than big and fancy restaurants. Good pick!

Wu Zhangkong picked up his own bowl and began eating slowly. He stared at the dishes in a daze as he ate. He picked up a piece of the yellow vegetable and put it in his mouth. He chewed slowly, as if savoring it and examining the flavor.

You still haven’t answered my question,
Yan Feng said as she ate.
What academy do you teach at?


Shrek,
Wu Zhangkong answered quietly.

Shrek Academy, huh? Good one…
Then the realization hit her, and Yan Feng nearly dropped her bowl. She stared at Wu Zhangkong with wide eyes, her voice going up an octave as she yelped,
Y-you’re a teacher at Shrek Academy?

Wu Zhangkong glanced at her, then went back to eating.
What about it?


N-nothing.
Yan Feng fought to suppress her astonishment, but in her heart, she rejoiced. He’s perfect!