“Yo, hello there.”
Just after finishing her meal, Dan Hanzhi packed up food for Dan Ji and greeted the sea clan before rubbing her stomach and heading back toward Yuanhai City.
Long Zhang looked at Qin Zhan and the others, then at the Yuanhai City officials who had been arguing over minor利益 just yesterday at the same table, and his eyes went blank.
Weren’t they supposed to continue negotiations today? Why had both sides’ leaders all run here to the Lu boss’s stall?
So… was this negotiation still happening or not?
“Don’t worry. Eat first. You’ll have more strength to argue after eating.”
Qin Zhan explained to the sea clan.
Opportunities to negotiate could always be found again, but Boss Lu’s food wasn’t something that refreshed anytime.
Eat first, talk later.
“Brother, you’re really smart.”
Long Zhang felt a spiritual resonance with the people of Yuanhai City.
The octopus takoyaki had enlightened him.
As expected, the sea clan couldn’t just shut themselves away—they needed more contact with the outside world. Humans’ mental state was far ahead of theirs.
So Long Zhang took out a One Realm Communicator and began filming Lu Wu’s stall and the customers enjoying the food, adding his own commentary.
“Mother, doesn’t this luosifen look delicious? That chili is really intense—one bite and everything clears out. Though it does smell a bit strange, kind of like the garbage rotting in the sea trench.”
“And this crab roe burger is even better—fragrant, crispy, and soft all at once. The meat patty is so thick it’s dripping oil. Even the crab maidservants wanted to trade with Boss Lu, offering their crab children and grandchildren for a few burgers, but Boss Lu refused.”
There was a hint of disappointment in his tone.
“Mother, don’t worry. I’m doing well on land. I even made a brother here named Qin Zhan, a disciple of the Sacred Sword Sect. He’s amazing and taught me a lot.”
“And also…”
Long Zhang kept rambling, narrating everything he had seen and heard since coming ashore.
It was his first time on land.
Previously, he had only heard stories from elder sea clans—humans were said to be cunning and cruel, and to humans, sea clans were just food.
He used to believe that, even fearing that humans would chop off his tentacles and grill them.
But now he knew: there was no need for such worry. The things on land were far more delicious than the sea clan anyway.
“Mother, I don’t want to go back for now. Please tell Father for me.”
Compared to his strict father, Long Zhang preferred his doting mother. With her help, he could stay on land longer.
At the end of the video, Qin Zhan had his arm around Long Zhang’s neck, saying he would take him somewhere fun to broaden his horizons.
Qin Zhan wore a sly, mischievous smile.
Lu Wu watched this and felt that a pure white sheet of paper was about to be led astray by that fox-like man.
The “fun place” Qin Zhan mentioned was actually a brothel run by the Hehuan Sect, where the women were truly peerless beauties.
Long Zhang, having never experienced such a thing, was completely dazed by women calling him “good brother” one after another.
If not for Qin Zhan stopping him, he would have already handed over all his treasures to them.
Thus, the sea prince immersed in the temptation of demons completely missed later messages from his mother.
Deep under the sea, there was also a network.
The Queen Mother of the Sea Clan stared at the unanswered One Realm Communicator, extremely anxious.
She had seen Long Zhang’s video, but in her eyes, humans were absolutely not so kind—her son had clearly been deceived.
After all, how could something that smells like sea trench garbage possibly be delicious?
And that human called Qin Zhan was clearly a bad person at first glance.
Her obedient son had simply never seen the true cruelty of humans, which was why he was so easily tempted.
Thinking of her son being tricked and possibly ending up roasted on a furnace grill, the Queen Mother was unable to eat or sleep in peace.
She never should have agreed to let him go ashore just because of a little coaxing.
No.
She had to go up and rescue her son from this demonic trap.
With that decision, she summoned her other sons and daughters, preparing to march toward Yuanhai City.
In her urgency, she forgot to inform the Sea King. When he returned, he found an empty palace.
His son and daughter were gone—and even his wife was gone.
The Sea King was left in utter confusion beneath the water.
At his age, was he about to become a lonely widowed dragon?
……
Meanwhile on land, completely unaware of the Queen Mother’s furious arrival, Lu Wu was serving customers.
With Luo Xiaotian’s push and a day of buildup, customers who had been following Lu Wu swarmed in.
On the third day of her stall, the entire beach was packed shoulder to shoulder.
So Lu Wu imposed a limit again—only one set meal per person—causing another wave of wails.
Even so, her system mission was quickly completed.
With the mission gone, Lu Wu’s selling became much more carefree.
“Is this enough?”
Lu Wu asked the customer in front of her. The bowl of luosifen was covered with bright red chili flakes—so much that one look made people dizzy.
Enough. Truly more than enough.
The customer wanted to say it, but under the gazes of people behind him, he cared about face and refused to admit defeat.
“Oh? Hesitating?”
Someone teased from the side, draping an arm over his shoulder.
“Weren’t you bragging yesterday that you eat chili like rice?”
“Boss Lu, give him more. He loves it.”
The crowd stirred things up, and the customer could not bear the provocation anymore.
“Not enough! Add more!”
Lu Wu felt a surge of heroic spirit.
A brave one.
And brave customers deserved proper respect.
So she opened another jar—this one filled with yellow chili powder.
A variety called Explosive Hot Yellow Chili, one of the fiercest chilies she had collected.
She scooped a spoonful and sprinkled it over the bowl under the customer’s increasingly conflicted gaze.
“If it’s still not enough, come back for more. I’ve got other types too.”
She was very serious about serving customers.
“…Okay.”
The customer’s voice already carried a hint of tears.
He swore this single spoonful already felt like a lethal dose.
Yesterday, the Bun Sect had even held an internal “spice competition,” and the winner would receive a surprise reward reportedly related to Boss Lu.
So he absolutely could not fall before even entering the competition.
Sitting upright, he looked at the bowl of luosifen, lifted his chopsticks with a determined expression as if facing death itself.
Eat. He must eat.
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