Chapter 951 - 542: Three Towns Volcano_2
Chapter 951: Chapter 542: Three Towns Volcano_2
“Alas, such a waste for a beauty like this to follow a bunch of people who barely have enough to eat or clothes to wear. If you were with us, you’d have whatever you want, the best food, the best stuff. Why stick with a bunch of paupers and endure hardships?”
“From what I see, it’s probably not that the beauty willingly follows them. Maybe the beauty hasn’t seen much of the world and doesn’t know there are always bigger fish out there. Really, one should follow the Strong One, that’s what’s most important. But I’m sure the beauty understands this principle, right?”
“Haha, all of us here are men who pity and cherish beauties. If a beauty like yourself were to seek our protection, we’d definitely not refuse. Of course, we would dote and give anything she wants!”
These words were actually a sly attempt to entice Little White, but they were ineffective.
Little White was no ordinary woman. Furthermore, as Logan’s Contracted Beast, how could she be so easily swayed by a few sweet words?
Besides, these men were clearly no match for her master; Little White, with her high standards, wouldn’t give them a second glance.
So Little White played with herself, completely unaware they were talking about her.
But Logan wasn’t fooled and quickly caught onto their intentions.
Coveting Little White, huh? That’s some audacity.
As for the words they had spoken, they were even more ironic.
Nothing but a bunch of shameless scoundrels lusting after beauty, talking about treating her well as if such an idea wasn’t completely laughable; if she really followed them, she’d probably be left out in the cold.
Anyway, Logan looked down on these people, his mouth curling into a cold sneer.
Nineteen noticed this and couldn’t help but communicate telepathically with Logan, not out of concern for his disciple, but purely out of curiosity.
“These men are planning to steal your woman. How come you’re not reacting at all? Aren’t you acting a bit too spineless?”
Logan was speechless.
“Master, can you please stop enjoying the drama? After all, I am your disciple. Besides, Little White doesn’t care about what these men are saying. Since Little White doesn’t understand them, there’s no need to argue with them. They are just a bunch of idiots. To stoop to their level would be beneath you.”
Nineteen smacked his lips, thought about it, and then said no more.
The tough men kept talking, thinking they could provoke the pretty-boy, but after talking themselves dry, he didn’t show the slightest reaction.
Instead, they ended up gossiping back and forth like nagging wives.
Realizing this made them look even worse.
Perhaps in an attempt to save face, one of them spat on the ground.
“Hmph, what a coward. Someone’s insulting his woman, and he doesn’t dare to utter a single word of retort, just like a shrinking turtle!”
Even after such ridicule, Logan remained cool as a cucumber.
Isn’t there a saying, if a dog bites you, would you bite back?
What good are people who are skilled only in running their mouths?
In a moment, all the dishes were served, all of them top-notch, replete with enticing colors, aromas, and flavors, and served in generous portions, too.
Truly worthy of the best treatment.
Add to that the Shop Assistant had been mocked by Logan and his amigos. Perhaps he harbored some resentment, so he went out of his way to prepare this lavish spread, purposely passing by Logan’s table as if to tempt them, or perhaps just to get his own back.
This made Logan find it very amusing, thinking the Shop Assistant really had a flair for drama.
As the food was served, the starving Great Hanistons licked their lips.
“Ho! It smells amazing, it really is different when you spend money!”
“Ah, it’s a pity some beauties don’t get to enjoy such luxury, only having to eat chaff and veggies. If she were with us blokes, she’d already be enjoying the finer things in life!”
The men showed off their supposed strength while they couldn’t resist the urge to exhibit it to Little White.
So, each word they uttered could not help but be directed towards Little White.
Unfortunately for them, Little White didn’t understand their intentions, nor did she take them to heart.
The Great Hanistons couldn’t help feeling frustrated.
With fine wine and exquisite dishes before them, it would be a shame not to have a beauty for company.
Besides, such a standout beauty was a rare sight indeed.
One of the Great Hanistons couldn’t stand it any longer and didn’t want to miss the chance; he boldly approached Little White’s table and stood next to her.
He revealed a lecherous grin yet forced a so-called gentleman’s smile.
“Miss, we have fine wine and delicious food here. Why not join us for a drink? You’re such a beautiful woman, and today we brothers are willing to treat you. A sumptuous meal with us would surely be much better than these dry nibbles!”
Once one man started, the other Great Hanistons followed suit in chorus.
“Yes, if it were someone else, we might not be so inclined, but for you, miss, we’d be more than happy to share our meal.”
“Miss, we’re giving you face here. Just come over to us, why stick with those poor chumps? Such meager dishes, tsk tsk tsk, even feeding dogs they would seem too shabby!”
At first, there might have been a hint of politeness, even a touch of temptation.
But later, perhaps because they did not take Logan and his party’s strength seriously, their words became increasingly rude, and their expressions even began to turn menacing.
Seeing this, Logan’s grip tightened in his palm, and a swift coldness flashed across his eyes.
Ha, these people were literally dancing on his last nerve.
“Snap”, he threw his chopsticks onto the table with a loud noise.
This startled many, including the braggart Great Hanistons.
They were still trying to turn Little White against us, even thinking to pull her to their side.
But hearing that noise, they were the ones who got scared first, jumping at the sound.
Seeing it was Logan, they were taken aback for a moment, then initially they were indifferent.
The first Great Haniston even scoffed, looking at Logan with a provocative gaze.
However, when he locked eyes with Logan’s cold stare, he hesitated slightly.
How to describe that look? It was as if an Asura had crawled out from Hell, a single glance that could chill one to the bone.
The Great Haniston had a plethora of mocking words prepared, but now they were all stuck in his throat, unable to utter a single one.
The other Great Hanistons were also waiting for their leader to take charge, but they waited in vain for any word to break the silence.
The rest became impatient.
“Boss, what are you doing? This pretty boy is getting angry, aren’t you going to hit back quickly!”
“Yeah, do we really need to be afraid of him? Now that this delicate lotus flower is acting tough, we might as well just take that little wench!”
They were almost blatantly discussing this in front of Logan.
The boss then snapped back to reality, and although he felt a chill from that gaze, upon reflection, it was just a look, and he seemed to decide there was no need to be so wary.
So he quickly composed himself, ready to taunt Logan with some scornful remarks.
Unexpectantly, Logan stood first, his expression as indifferent as ever.
“I’ve lost my appetite. I’ll head up to rest now. Little White, Master, if you’re tired too, you can come up to rest.”
The two exchanged a glance and for some reason, didn’t respond.
As Logan went upstairs, he threw a stealthy glare at the Great Haniston, which seemed like just an ordinary look but made the man shiver uncontrollably.
The Great Haniston trembled slightly, a strange emotion flickering in his eyes.
Afterward, for some reason, he obediently sat back down as if the previous teasing had never happened, not daring to say another word to Little White.
The others found it strange and urged from the side.
“Boss, why did you sit back down? Why aren’t you saying those words anymore?”
“Yeah, that girl still hasn’t come over to keep our boss company, why did you come back first? Aren’t you going to pull her over?”
“Shut up!”
It was difficult for their leader to describe the feeling, and he didn’t want to admit that he was backing down, so ultimately, he glared at the others in angry embarrassment.
Seeing their leader getting angry, the men reluctantly closed their mouths.
But while they might have silenced themselves, the covetous desire in their hearts never dissipated.
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