"I have never met a cultivator as kind as you, Senior Brother," said the young man as he led Yuan to a nearby restaurant.
"Are you sure you want to eat at this place?" Yuan asked with a raised eyebrow after seeing the rundown building the young man had brought him to.
"Don't let its crummy appearance fool you, Senior Brother. This shop has some of the best noodles in this city—and the cities nearby."
"Alright. I'll trust you."
Yuan scanned the restaurant with his divine sense just in case the young man was luring him into a trap. Of course, he wasn't worried about being ambushed in the slightest. Fortunately, the restaurant was clear, and he found nothing suspicious.
Once they were seated inside, the young man ordered for them.
"Boss, let me get three large bowls of noodles with meat dumplings."
"Three large bowls of noodles with meat dumplings on the way," said the old man working behind the counter.
