Qian Er's hand holding the chopsticks paused, unsure of what to do.
But just at this moment, the experienced old principal stood up and helped Qian Er out of the predicament.
"Alright, alright, Qian Er doesn't like to be disturbed while eating. Leave your gifts and be on your way."
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Hearing that they could get away from Qian Er, these people were overjoyed, almost jumping for joy. One by one, they carefully placed their gifts on the table and quickly left.
Although Qian Er just sat there and did nothing, they could still feel how incredibly strong he was.
After everyone else had left, Principal Gu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Aren't you making too much of a show?"
He threw the congratulatory gift space backpack he had collected earlier into Qian Er's arms, saying somewhat irritably.
"Didn't you say to make as big a show as possible, Principal? How was it? Didn't I bring you honor?"
Qian Er picked up his chopsticks and began to enjoy the food, saying with a smile.
"It's not that you didn't bring me honor, you've raised my honor to the heavens. Even if I die and lie in my grave, those people will probably still talk about me."
Principal Gu rubbed his temples with a headache, sighing helplessly.
Now he was completely estranged from the concept of fame. In the future, whoever mentioned him would say: "Oh, old Gu, isn't he the one who cultivated the Dark-type Quasi-King? Good heavens, I saw the spectacle when that Dark-type Quasi-King came last time. Tens of thousands of souls paving the way, God knows how many people he killed."
But it was also good. A bad reputation was still a reputation. At least in Lian Yuan City, he no longer had to read the faces of those idiots.
"Hmm? What's wrong?"
Just as Principal Gu picked up his chopsticks to eat, he suddenly saw Qian Er put them down, and immediately asked nervously.
Could there be poison in the food?!
"Oh, it's nothing, I'm not hungry."
Hearing the movement, Qian Er looked up at Principal Gu. After noticing his expression, he immediately understood what he was thinking and explained with a smile.
"Oh, oh, I understand, I understand."
Principal Gu also laughed twice, putting down his chopsticks without a word.
Didn't he understand Qian Er? This guy was constantly chewing on something, as if he had never had enough to eat.
If even this kind of person didn't dare to eat the food here, would he dare to?
His life wasn't that expendable.
He would never come to this restaurant again.
In fact, Principal Gu was overthinking things. Qian Er wasn't eating purely because this was a flesh and blood clone, and Qian Er himself couldn't taste the food.
The two chatted in the private room. The light of the jewelry and the aroma of the dishes were alluring, but no one touched their chopsticks, forming a bizarre picture.
After chatting for a while, Principal Gu saw that Qian Er wasn't in high spirits, so he took the initiative to say goodbye. He still had a lot of things to deal with.
Today, he had used Qian Er's prestige to intimidate those people, and now he had to go and reap the fruits of victory.
Just as Principal Gu walked out the door, his footsteps paused. He remembered that Qian Er had to use his prestige to deal with a Chen Xing before, deliberately not mentioning the specific purpose and tricking him into going, and taking advantage of his inattention to kill Chen Xing.
And now, only a few days had passed, and it felt like a lifetime. And he had benefited from the disaster.
Although his reputation was gone, he had a backer so strong that it made people's scalps tingle.
"The most worthwhile deal I've ever made in my life was to exchange the reputation I've accumulated over a lifetime for familiarity with him."
Sighing, Principal Gu hummed a song in a good mood and left.
In the private room, Qian Er took stock of everything and couldn't help but lean back slightly to show his respect.
"Good heavens, even though Lian Yuan City isn't big, these people are really rich."
Just the money alone was over 100 million, enough to exchange for dozens of Blood Essence of that level of resources. However, that kind of resource was something with a price but no market, and equivalent money couldn't exchange for equivalent resources.
In addition to the money, there were even more various jewels, calligraphy, paintings, strange stones, and beast taming tools. Qian Er didn't recognize most of them, and he planned to find someone knowledgeable to ask after he got back.
"I regret not knowing more people back then. Even a small city can squeeze out so much profit, wouldn't a bigger one have even more?"
But soon, Qian Er put this thought behind him, collected all the resources, and threw them into the beast taming space.
Immediately afterwards, this body left the hotel and turned into ashes in a deserted place, gradually disappearing.
The three Blood Burning Saint Apostle's beasts, responsible for maintaining the flesh and blood clone, withdrew their control of this body, and this body naturally couldn't be maintained.
As for the ghost soldiers filling the body, they had already left.
No need to be so precise for a group of elite-level beast tamers.
......
Inside the single training ground of the Imperial Academy dormitory, Qian Er opened his eyes and excitedly opened the beast taming space, taking out all the resources.
"Come, come, come, everyone, come and divide the spoils."
Saying that, he summoned his four beasts.
The largest Frost Lord coiled up outside, surrounding Qian Er, resting his two front paws on the ground, staring intently at Qian Er. In the empty pupils, the soul fire burned fiercely, flashing with a hint of tenderness.
Although his body carried a chilling cold, it did not freeze anyone here.
The Blood Burning Saint Apostle sat cross-legged directly opposite Qian Er, looking down at the increasingly numerous space backpacks on the ground.
The Human Emperor Flag's flag surface was wrapped around Qian Er's right arm, his eyes staring excitedly as Qian Er opened each space backpack, finding the beast taming tools suitable for his beasts, and classifying them.
As for the Illusion Dream Grass, it still fell on top of Qian Er's head as before, self-isolating, oblivious to what was happening outside.
Soon, Qian Er, who had divided all the beast taming resources except for the golden fruit, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and mysteriously took out a box from his space backpack.
This scene attracted the attention of all his beasts.
"Hmm? What is this?"
The Blood Burning Saint Apostle looked curiously at the box covered with black cloth, unable to detect any Dark-type aura inside.
"Today is your birthday, this is the birthday gift I prepared for you, happy birthday."
Qian Er didn't keep him in suspense, and directly lifted the black cloth, revealing the beast taming special mobile phone inside and handing it to the Blood Burning Saint Apostle.
For a moment, the Blood Burning Saint Apostle's gaze was dull.
This was the first birthday He had ever celebrated.
As for what a birthday was, He, who often surfed the internet, naturally knew.
He also joined a beast taming group, a group chat composed entirely of beasts. The group members often complained that their beast tamers forgot their birthdays, etc. According to His statistics, nearly half of the beasts in a group of more than two hundred people did not have their birthdays celebrated by their beast tamers.
Originally, He had no expectations for this, after all, Qian Er didn't seem like a meticulous person, but He didn't expect that he would actually remember and prepare a gift for Himself early on.
In fact, it was just a coincidence that the cat maid happened to recommend this one.
