Stepping on the Demoness to become the strongest-Chapter 737 - 18 Complete Souvenir Catalog Collection Plan_2

Despite having prepared in advance, Lin Ning found the actual damage rate was very exaggerated and had no choice but to seek help from Yan Yu.

"Captain, you’ve got to do something about Zhao! She’s almost eaten all of the food I made!"

"Did she steal food again?" Yan Yu said, puzzled, "Why don’t you just stop her... WTF!"

In the dining room, where tables had been set up for food, a Red Lotus Bowl was now flipped upside down covering the area.

While it was unclear what was happening inside, given that Ningning had put all the prepared dishes on the table temporarily...one could come to a conclusion.

Yan Yu immediately became furious. Is that really what the Red Lotus Bowl is meant for?

"Come out!" he struck a sword technique with his hands, and the Huang Ting Sword and the Liangyi Sword took turns hitting the Red Lotus Bowl, causing it to clang loudly.

"Wait a moment!" Zhao Yuanzhen’s voice came from inside, "This dish got a bit spilled, I am just picking it back up..."

"Picking it into your stomach, right!" Yan Yu sneered.

Silence from within the bowl. Su Yunjin and Xie Ruoxi came over after hearing the commotion, and the four of them surrounded the Red Lotus Bowl with knitted brows.

"Don’t make me use the Crimson Feather Nine Phoenix Fire on you," Yan Yu threatened.

Still no response from inside the bowl. Su Yunjin asked, "Do you need me to use a spell?"

"No!" Lin Ning hurriedly intervened, "The food I made is still inside! It will be ruined if it gets soggy, how will we eat it then?"

"Why don’t we just go out to eat," Xie Ruoxi suddenly suggested with ulterior motives.

"Sounds good," Yan Yu immediately caught on and nodded affirmatively, raising his voice, "Let’s leave the food here for her to enjoy slowly. We’ll have a big feast outside! There’s this restaurant that’s said to be the pinnacle of Huaiyang cuisine, and the owner-main chef is planning his retirement. The last meal is reserved for us, and no one else will ever have the chance to taste it again!"

Big feast, pinnacle, and last meal—these three phrases combined had an incredible effect on a female food enthusiast. Zhao Yuanzhen couldn’t stay put any longer. She quickly put away her magic treasure, and rushed out in a panic, saying, "I want to go too..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Yan Yu had her in a choke hold and pushed her head into the sofa, saying, "Die!"

"Eh?" When Lin Ning went to check the table, she discovered that the food hadn’t been eaten completely. Each dish was only slightly less full than before. There were indeed a few fishballs on the floor, as well as soup stains. Looking at the toppled dishes, one could conclude someone stealthily went there to eat and accidentally knocked the soup bowl over.

Was she using the bowl to cover the table so she could quickly pick up the spilled fishballs and eat them without being caught?

As Lin Ning turned around, she saw Zhao Yuanzhen being pinned down on the sofa by Yan Yu with her arms twisted behind her, being disciplined, yet she still protested:

"I didn’t! I’m innocent! I was really just cleaning up..."

"Words are futile, say your last words!" Yan Yu shouted.

Su Yunjin and Xie Ruoxi intervened to break up the fight, with the former holding Yan Yu’s left arm, smiling as she tried to calm him down, and the latter holding his right arm, pretending to pull him away—but really, both were seizing the opportunity to get close.

Watching this made Lin Ning feel a pang in her chest like she was growing lumps.

Forget it! No need to explain, giving Zhao a lesson is good too!

She turned back to continue cooking, and after the persistent persuasion of the two girls, Yan Yu eventually magnanimously forgave her.

The Demonic Sect Enchantress stood up with tears in her eyes, looking pitiful, but inside she felt extremely wronged, thinking I was just picking up the fishball soup I spilled, why do I have to suffer this injustice?

I will remember this vengeance! Someday when I’m in charge, I will repay it tenfold!

Thinking this, she launched into a fantasy: she saw herself forcing Yan Yu into a corner, the man trembling in fear, while she laughed wildly:

"Run? Why don’t you keep running? Back in the day for a few fishballs, you held me down on the sofa and humiliated me severely! I’ve etched this deep grudge into my heart and dare not forget it day or night! Now I finally have the chance to avenge myself, and if I don’t eat your ’balls’ clean, then my surname isn’t yours!"

Yan Yu turned pale with the prospect of impending doom, attempting to escape from the bed, only to be greeted by the crisp laughter of Su Yunjin and Xie Ruoxi entering the bedroom in light veils, wearing sleazy, lewd expressions. One grabbed Yan Yu’s left arm saying, "Let it go, let’s make peace with Zhao," while the other forcefully pinned him down on the bed, ensuring he couldn’t escape.

Ah! I shall have my fierce revenge!

Immersed in her fantasy, Zhao Yuanzhen lying on the sofa couldn’t help but reveal a look of vindictive satisfaction.

"What is Zhao laughing about?" Xie Ruoxi asked, curious.

"I don’t know," Yan Yu replied nonchalantly, "I can’t be bothered with her."

"Zhao, come and eat!" Lin Ning called out as she brought out dishes from the kitchen.

Everyone sat down around the table and began to dig in.

The Zhenhai Team’s meals were quite different from those of the Huofeng Team. First of all, Ningning made home-cooked dishes that were fresh and aromatic, with less oil and less spice; secondly, most of the group was made up of girls, so they did not drink alcohol or boast; finally, Zhao Yuanzhen and Xie Ruoxi had formidable appetites, so even someone with a small appetite like Su Yunjin had to hurry to taste a few bites of each dish, or it would quickly be gone.

Yan Yu ate for a while, then started playing with his phone, chatting casually with Tang Xiaolian, when suddenly he received a message from Zhou Hongyu:

"Having dinner?"

"Yeah," Yan Yu replied, somewhat surprised, Hongyu actually messaged me first, is the sun rising from the west?