Not bad?

When Tang Zixin looked around, none of the bystanders dared to linger any longer and all of them promptly turned away as if nothing had happened.

Too terrifying. But the majority of the young maidens thought that he was very cool as well.

Shopkeeper Ren realised that the soup dumplings and fresh soymilk that Little Ying had ordered were done, but he felt a little awkward giving it to them now.

Fortunately, Tang Zixin approached him.

"Young Master." Shopkeeper Ren trembled. This boy was the Asura himself.

But Shopkeeper Ren did not feel like the boy had gone too far in seeking justice for Little Ying.

"The order." Tang Zixin nodded.

"Right away!" Shopkeeper Ren did not dare make him wait as he hurried to deliver the order.

He had not moved at such a fast speed in a very long time.

"Thank you." Tang Zixin raised a brow as the delicious fragrance wafted into his nose. "What kind of magic or sorcery is this?"

Of course, it was not because Tang Zixin wanted to eat this meal that he had asked Shopkeeper Ren. Rather, he had seen how excited Han Ying was for this, so he wanted to cheer her up.

"Han Ying, please." Tang Zixin's cold eyes softened the instant he saw her trembling figure.

"Mm." Han Ying turned around to rub her eyes before revealing a small weak smile.

After thinking everything through, Han Ying's heart was very warm. She felt that as long as she had him, she did not need anything else in the world to carry on.

Was this what love was?

Handing her one carton of the fresh soymilk and a tray of soup dumplings, Tang Zixin managed to see her eyes light up.

"You're a glutton, huh." Tang Zixin joked as he pulled her chubby cheeks.

"Brother Xin, I promise I am not!" Han Ying waved her hands in embarrassment.

"Hm." Reluctantly, Tang Zixin let go of her cheeks after a long time.

Unable to resist, he did not even know that he had done that. What was wrong with him recently, why did he lack such self-control before her?

Tang Zixin even felt a burning sensation permeate throughout his body, making him feel hot.

Luckily, he managed to hide this from Han Ying, otherwise he would truly have lost all face.

"Then, let's eat?" Han Ying's mouth was watering, but she dared not take the first bite as she looked at Tang Zixin.

After everything, she was truly starving, even her stomach was rumbling.

"Go on." Tang Zixin looked at her in amusement. It was just some street food. Was it worth making such a fuss out of it?

But since she liked it, he made a promise to himself that he would take her to the best food places in the world in the future.

Tang Zixin even began to look forward to it. He wanted to see her reaction at that time and what kind of amazing, awestruck face she would make.

"Hehe, I will dig in then, Brother Xin!" Han Ying picked up a large, plump soup dumpling with the toothpick.

The moment it entered her mouth, she could not help but let out a low moan in happiness.

"Mmm."

"What is wrong with me!" Han Ying wanted to crawl into a corner and hide forever after realising the embarrassing sound she had just let out before Tang Zixin

But fortunately, it seemed that he did not mind.

"It's that good?" Tang Zixin had a doubtful look, and he decided to take a sip of the fresh soy milk first. From the outside, it seemed that this was the safer option out of the two.

Tang Zixin had grown up eating the best spiritual plants and treasures, and now at his cultivation level, he did not have to eat at all to sustain himself.

He had tasted almost every great spiritual elixir that existed in their kingdom.

But, at this moment, Tang Zixin's eyes widened, "There was such an amazing taste in the world?"

Naturally, he did not express his true thoughts and maintained a calm appearance. As a noble young master, how could he not be dignified in his actions?

Calmly, Tang Zixin picked up a soup dumpling, and he even felt eager.

"Don't let me down." Tang Zixin thought as he put it in his mouth.

Time flowed like water. Han Ying dared not move.

Tang Zixin chewed very slowly as if he was swallowing poison while Han Ying intently watched on, her nervousness on full display.

For a moment, he froze.

Hm, this little girl… it was a very cute sight that had made him even want to delay his chewing.

Though he had been the dream lover of many young maidens in the past, Tang Zixin had not even held a girl's hand yet.

It was not because he did not like girls, but rather, he was just too obsessed with cultivation to care. It was far too great of an addicting feeling, especially to a genius like him.

There were even some outrageous geniuses in Lowa City, the capital, who proclaimed that cultivating in one of the 'Six Fantastical Spiritual Pools' was far greater than the feeling of sex.

If viewed another way however, Tang Zixin and these fellow cultivation virgins could even be thought of as very pitiful, their mental ages were definitely over thirty but they had all not even held a girl's hand.

"Brother Xin, you don't have to force yourself." Han Ying hurriedly said.

"Hmm?" Tang Zixin wanted to laugh but then a hint of surprise showed as he raised a brow, his chewing speed increasing.

"This… is delicious?" Tang Zixin thought and even became a bit dissatisfied. "Why did she never tell me about such an amazing thing before?!"

Wait, that was not quite right. It was always him who had rejected such disdainful activities.

Tang Zixin hastily ate, and quickly, just as he was about to use the toothpick to eat another plump, juicy meat dumpling…

He poked thin air.

It was all gone?

Just like that?

"No… come back." Tang Zixin was sorrowful as he reluctantly put the food tray down, and at last he noticed the dumbstruck figure before him.

"Brother Xin, w-was it good?" Han Ying could not help but giggle, then she quickly covered her mouth after realising what she had done.

The onlookers were also surprised. Was this a fake Young Master?

But his crazy strength was definitely real.

Though it looked like he was a starving slave who had not eaten for years.

"Ahem, not bad." Tang Zixin lightly coughed as he glared at the onlookers who had somehow returned to the scene. "I am quite satisfied, Han Ying. I will take you somewhere good in return."

"Mm, I'm glad." Han Ying giggled, her smile extremely sweet.

Tang Zixin waved his sleeves and swept Han Ying along with him, fleeing the onlookers.

That was right. He had left in such a hurry with a random excuse to avoid feeling shameful in front of all these people.

"Hmph, a bunch of trash. Never seen a Young Master eat before?" With a snort, Tang Zixin and Han Ying disappeared from the vicinity.

Though in shock at Little Ying's powerful friend, Shopkeeper Ren did not have time to dally as he continued to serve his customers.

Then while he was busying himself, he realised something had entered his pocket.

It was a bulging bag stuffed to the max full of gold coins?

Time passed, and it did not take long for everyone to return to what they were doing after the male-female pair had left for a few minutes. But all of them remained curious of that powerful young man.

It was definitely some bigshot.

But two figures, one young and one old, had attempted to follow the dumpling couple's aura.

"So that's the mysterious Twelve-Suns Young Master?"

The same genius whose name had reverberated across the whole capital, that cold figurehead who could put all the other capital's geniuses to shame?

They had to confirm it. It just could not be possible for it to be true.

Their grand image of him would be ruined otherwise!

. . .