Won't you pick it up?

As Lylia saw Jankos, she knew in her heart that this was not a coincidence.

Jankos glanced at Noan, his eyes filled with disdain: "Hey! Only people with high incomes can enter this place; don't let others laugh at you, the academy's beauty."

Lylia heard that and frowned, saying: "Jankos, what do you mean?"

"I'm just telling the truth." Jankos shrugged: "Look at him; his entire outfit adds up to less than 1,000 credits; he's like a beggar."

"If you go into this restaurant with him, I'm afraid the staff there will chase him away because they would think he's a beggar."

"I don't want you to get into an embarrassing situation either, so Lylia, let's go in together, okay?"

Lylia was a little annoyed, but she didn't care about Jankos anymore and said to Noan: "Let's go inside."

Noan wanted to say something, but hearing Lylia speak, he didn't say anything more and followed behind her.

Jankos was not angry that he was ignored; instead, he wore a slightly arrogant smile.

"Is this place really only for high-income people?" Noan asked.

"That's right, don't worry, I'll treat you today to celebrate you being the first person to return from the 'Singularity'." Lylia said with a smile.

Noan shrugged; even though he had 150 million credit points, if someone invited him to eat, he would still happily accept.

Will he be modest, or will he refuse?

Of course not; he also has no obligation to be modest with Lylia.

Even though she was beautiful and helped him, he didn't like her, and he would repay her in another way.

Besides, Noan has a succubus waiting for him who was absolutely loyal to him.

He could even evolve her to a higher rank, even S rank.

An S-rank hero is a beautiful Succubus, it is the perfect dream that every man desires.

Besides, that beautiful succubus woman was absolutely loyal to him, so what did he need other women for?

He didn't want to love a woman who could betray him at any time without him knowing.

So, for Noan, Lylia is a friend, nothing more.

Arriving at the restaurant door, a very elegantly dressed staff member came to greet them.

However, when the female employee saw Noan, she immediately smiled disdainfully: "Sorry, this place is only for high-income earners and those with feudal status."

"He is also a lord." Lylia said with a frown.

"But…" The female employee looked at the clothes Noan was wearing and felt a little uncomfortable.

After all, the outfit Noan was wearing was even cheaper than the female employee's outfit, so how could she believe that Noan was a lord?

"Excuse me, but may I check this guest's lord ID card?" the female employee said with a smile.

"Is this how this restaurant treats customers?" Lylia was really annoyed: "Who are you to be able to check the lord's ID card?"

"I'm sorry." The female employee bowed her head and said, "I am only doing what I was trained to do. I can't let just anyone into the restaurant."

"You…"

"Lylia, don't make things difficult for her." Jankos slowly walked over, his face still carrying a confident smile: "She's right."

"Although it's a bit impolite to check a lord's ID card, look at him… does he look like a lord?"

At this time, there were quite a few people dining here, and most of them were looking at Noan with contempt.

Jankos also noticed this, so he spoke even louder: "Alright, this is the first time our young lord is coming to such a luxurious place, so he doesn't know what to wear properly."

"Maybe…"

Jankos walked up to Noan and patted his shoulder: "This is this guy's most expensive outfit; we should sympathise with him, right?"

"Pff!" The waitress laughed, her smile both disdainful and teasing.

Jankos was waiting; he wanted Noan to be angry, to hit him, then… he would have a good reason to teach this brat a lesson.

However, contrary to what he thought, Noan just shrugged, his expression indifferent, and said: "That's right; I'm quite poor; I can't eat here."

"Hahahaha… Everyone listen to him? Alright… We're in the same academy after all; I should help you out a bit, right." Jankos took out a handful of energy stones from his pocket, then brought them in front of Noan, then loosened his grip.

Clank! Clank! Clank!

The energy stone fell to the ground with a slightly ear-piercing sound.

"Ah! Sorry, I dropped them; could you pick them up for me?" Jankos smirked.

Noan lowered his head, and upon seeing the energy stones on the ground, he felt confused.

The crowd saw Noan looking at the energy stones that Jankos 'accidentally' dropped on the ground and laughed at him.

"Girl…" A somewhat elderly customer softly said to Lylia: "Although you are very cute and very beautiful, why are your eyes so bad?"

Another person spoke up: "That's right, can't you see that kid is so poor that he has lost all self-respect?"

"Look, that young man threw the energy stone away like he was giving it to a beggar, yet he still wanted to bend down to pick it up."

"Hahahaha… Even if he really is a lord, this is too stupid."

"Alright, how could someone like that be a lord? It must be fake."

"Tsk! Such a piece of trash wants to enter this fancy restaurant?"

"Look at yourself, trash."

"Girl, look at that young man; he's handsome, elegant, and extremely generous. He is the real man you should love."

Hearing what the people around said, Lylia became angry, her eyes filled with murderous intent.

"Ah! Lylia, don't be angry. I really dropped them by accident." Jankos said with an innocent face: "Everyone around saw it too; they can be my witnesses."

The crowd nodded slightly, immediately agreeing.

"That's right; he's a beggar anyway; he picked it up when it fell on the ground."

"Huh! A beggar dares to enter this restaurant. Where is the security? You even let dogs in this place now?"

"Hurry up and chase him away. I can still smell the stench of poverty."

The killing intent in Lylia's eyes grew stronger, her gaze becoming as sharp as a knife.

Jankos naturally didn't pay attention to her gaze; he just gently reached out his hand towards Lylia, softly saying: "Miss Lylia, can I invite you to dinner?"

"Wow! This couple really makes everyone jealous."

"Yes, it's like you two were destined to be together."

"Agreed!"

"Agreed!"

"Hurry up and date."

The crowd once again started to chatter, making Lylia feel even more uncomfortable.

"Heh?! It's just an F-rank energy stone?" Suddenly, Noan's voice rang out, drawing everyone's attention to him.

"Hey! Did you hear what he said?"

"It's just an F-rank energy stone… damn it! Even an F rank isn't something a poor guy like you can dream of, understand?"

"Not only is he poor, he's also stupid. Who does he think he is? A high lord?"

"Hahahaha… Kid, those energy stones should be enough for you to live until the end of this year."

"That's right, quickly pick it up and leave; don't stay here and pollute the air with your poor smell."

Lylia frowned and said: "I brought him here; he is my friend. Can't he come in?"

The female employee laughed disdainfully: "Sorry, miss. But this restaurant has a rule that… there are certain people who cannot enter the restaurant to avoid affecting other customers and the restaurant's reputation."

Lylia naturally realised that the female employee was scolding Noan.

She was about to say something when Noan continued speaking: "13 F-rank energy stones? Are you that poor?"

Jankos frowned upon hearing that, his eyes filled with murderous intent as he looked at Noan: "Do you know who you are talking to? That much energy stone is enough to buy your life."

Noan shrugged, took a small stone from his pocket, and threw it in front of Jankos.

"Pick it up!" Noah said with authority, his voice filled with majesty and command, as if he were the one holding the power in his hands.

"You…" Jankos was about to say something when he realised that the stone under his feet was not an F-rank energy stone but an E-rank one.

"Oh my god! That's… an E-rank energy stone."

"No, its colour and light are even more dazzling than a normal E-rank energy stone."

"A high-grade E-rank energy stone. Why does a poor guy like him have such a stone?"

Jankos gritted his teeth, his face red with anger.

"What's wrong? Won't you pick it up?"