Chapter 199 - Impressive
Chapter 199: Impressive
Krassu and Urien turned to look at Goodenia, their eyes glittering menacingly.
“Don’t kill him, Amy,” said Mag. I have to make an example of him. That’s just the way this world works.
Amy nodded. “Yes, Father.”
Goodenia sneered, and didn’t deign to reply. He walked towards Amy.
Suddenly, a bluish violet fire rose from Amy’s hand and immediately went up for a half meter. Its terrifying temperature burnt Goodenia’s hair, brows, eyelashes, and shirt in almost an instant. The fire continued burning along his silk shirt.
“A magic caster?!” Goodenia cried. He rushed out, trying to put out the fire on him. In his panic, he dropped his purse.
The flame had turned into a fireball, and Amy was about to throw it out.
Mag touched Amy’s head and smiled. “Okay, that’s enough. If you throw that at him, you’ll kill him.” He has got what he deserves.
“Yes, Father,” Amy said disappointedly. She took a look at Goodenia’s back, extinguished the fireball, and picked up the purse.
In his rush, Goodenia bumped into someone and got knocked to the ground.
He rolled on the ground, put out the fire, and then let out a sigh of relief. Most of the shirt on his front had got burnt away. His brows and hair were largely gone, his face smudged by smoke.
He opened his mouth and wanted to yell at the man whom he had bumped into, but when he lifted his eyes, he saw three big bald demons. He lowered his head again in fright.
“What happened to him?” Monde asked, scratching his bald head.
“He got burnt by fire, I think,” said Kil, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.
Monde nodded and looked at Kil admiringly. “You’re indeed very smart, Kil.”
“Apparently, he got burnt by the little owner,” said Sargeras. “I think he probably had it coming.” He cast a disdainful look at Goodenia.
The door opened. Amy walked out and tossed the purse to Goodenia. “I took the liberty of taking 18 gold coins from your purse. Remember to pay every time you eat out!”
Goodenia picked up his purse angrily. He glared at Amy, but then thought better of saying anything rude. I will have my vengeance one day.
“Hi, little owner,” said Sargeras.
“Hi, little owner!” echoed Kil and Monde, straightening up. The future of the lava demons relied on roujiamo, so they respected Mag and his daughter very much.
“Hi, Big Bald Head, Bald Head No. 2 and No. 3,” Amy said, and went back into the restaurant.
Goodenia’s eyes widened. What the hell?! These three demons are afraid of that brat?!
Sargeras stepped up to Goodenia and looked down at him. “You dined and dashed? You just did what I couldn’t do. Impressive.”
Kil and Monde gave him the thumbs up. “Impressive,” they echoed, and followed Sargeras in.
Goodenia scrambled to his feet sullenly. He was now quite a sight to see.
He took a long look at the grand restaurant and felt frightened suddenly. What’s so special about it? He walked off, covering his face with his hand. He didn’t want to lose any more face than he already had.
“I’m sorry for the little incident. Hope it didn’t ruin your appetite,” Mag said apologetically to the customers. He stopped Yabemiya when she was about to bow and apologize. “It’s not your fault,” he said, smiling.
“Thank you, Boss,” she replied softly.
“It’s all right, Mag. He deserved it. But my roujiamo… I’m a little hungry,” Harrison said, rubbing his belly.
“My tofu pudding.”
“My Yangzhou fried rice.”
The customers were smiling. They didn’t think Mag had done anything wrong. The restaurant had returned to its usual peace.
Mag nodded with a smile. “Your orders will be ready soon.” He patted Yabemiya on the shoulder and walked into the kitchen.
The door opened with a “ting”. “Welcome to Mamy Restaurant!” Yabemiya said, walking to the door with her spirited smile.
“I’m going to memorize all the rules today.”
“The rules?”
“Yeah, the rules on the menu. I don’t want to get myself banned or burned.”
“Yeah. Count me in.”
Harrison and his friends started learning the rules. They hadn’t been this studious back in the Chaos School.
“Oh, I saw Mag wrote something in a black notebook just now.”
“Really?”
“The blacklist?!”