Supremely Talented Tyrant

It seems he, just like herself, wasn't having an easy time either.

"Since life is so difficult, why do you keep persisting?" Qin Bing asked.

"In the beginning, I was young and full of bravado, thinking it was an honor. But now, it seems to be nothing more than vanity at play," Hao Jian said with a shake of his head and a smile.

"You really are pitiful," Qin Bing sighed and said, feeling sad for Hao Jian's situation. After all, everyone is a woman and knows how difficult it is for one another.

"Forget those useless words, if you really think I'm pitiful, then order a couple more plates of oysters!" Hao Jian shamelessly said.

"Go ahead and eat, since the money's already been paid." Qin Bing also laughed, moved by Hao Jian's carefree nature.

It was like planting a seed in a barren desert, insignificant at first, but with just a bit of time, the seed would eventually grow into an oasis.

At that point, Qin Bing also felt that perhaps life wasn't as bleak as she imagined. Hao Jian was struggling much more than she was, yet he still insisted on living optimistically.

"At this rate, you're going to eat the boss out of business, even though you're a sister, but after all, you are a man, right?" Qin Bing joked, rarely making light of the situation.

"Did you not see that dead Fatty at the counter glaring at me?" Hao Jian said, curling his lip.

Qin Bing looked over and sure enough, she saw a well-dressed Fatty at the counter glaring at Hao Jian, his face clearly expressing the words "I'm in pain over the cost."

That's because, according to his estimation, Hao Jian had eaten an unknown number of sets worth four hundred each, and if a few more customers like him came along, the business would be close to bankruptcy.

Qin Bing snickered, "See, you're making yourself unpopular."

"It's his fault for opening an all-you-can-eat restaurant. Since he said four hundred for unlimited eating, then he can't blame me," Hao Jian replied, completely unconcerned.

"But he didn't know you could eat so much. If he did, I bet he'd give you four hundred just to have you not eat here," Qin Bing said, laughing helplessly. If she were the boss, she would rather pay Hao Jian four hundred to stay away.

"I'm teaching him a lesson, not to assume that no one can really eat up to four hundred. Like me, I can!" Hao Jian laughed slyly.

Afterwards, Hao Jian ordered six more plates of oysters, three Emperor crabs, five jin of conch meat, half a roast goose, and five steamed buns, finally calling it quits.

"Heh, what a country bumpkin, acting like a famished ghost reincarnated. I bet he's from the countryside."

Just then, a man at the next table sneered. His hair was slick with oil, his face full of arrogance, looking at Hao Jian with disdain.

The woman with him giggled coquettishly, "To encounter such a bumpkin in such a fancy restaurant, just look at how he eats, doesn't he resemble a pig?"

"I think he's more like a dog!" the man sneered, then, jealously eyeing Qin Bing, "Truly a flower stuck in cow dung. I bet the woman must be blind to fancy such a bumpkin."

Meanwhile, Hao Jian, who had been eating, squinted slightly. Although the other party spoke softly, he didn't miss a word.

Immediately, a sardonic smile crossed the corners of Hao Jian's mouth, but he ultimately held back from making a scene.

"Are you full?" Qin Bing had not heard anything.

"Full," Hao Jian said with a nod and a smile.

"Shall we go then?" Qin Bing stood up and picked up her bag.

Hao Jian also stood up but casually grabbed a few oranges from a nearby fruit basket.

Seeing this, Qin Bing felt helpless. This jerk, even when leaving, had to swipe a few oranges from someone else.

"Sir, our items are not available for takeout." At this moment, a waitress saw Hao Jian's actions and hurriedly came forward to stop him.

"No takeout allowed?" Hao Jian simply sat down, looked up, and said, "Fine, then bring on five more plates of dumplings!"

"Have him pack up the oranges and get lost!" The boss really couldn't stand it anymore and directly yelled at Hao Jian.

He had made up his mind to take a photo of Hao Jian and put it at the entrance, making him their blacklisted customer.

Qin Bing also snickered, but at this moment she felt a mix of emotions, unsure what to say.

However, Hao Jian acted as if it were no big deal, peeling an orange as he headed towards the entrance.

"Even the boss is afraid of him, he's like a starving ghost reincarnated," the man couldn't help but sneer again.

At that moment, Hao Jian suddenly stiffened, stopped, and, with a smile, said to Qin Bing, "You wait for me outside, I'll be out in a moment."

"What are you going to do?" Qin Bing asked, puzzled.

"I've got some business to handle," Hao Jian said with a smile, then turned and walked towards the man who had insulted him earlier.

Qin Bing didn't leave, but watched Hao Jian with curiosity, also wanting to know what he was up to.

Hao Jian picked up a teapot and walked over to the man's side.

Seeing Hao Jian approaching with a grin, the man frowned, disdainfully said, "What's up, little bumpkin? Lost your way out?"

"Bang!"

Hao Jian smashed the steel teapot on the man's head, followed by a dull thud; the man was left with a bloody head.

"You dare hit me?" The man roared like thunder, oblivious to the blood flowing from his head, staring fixedly at Hao Jian.

"Bang!"

Another blow sent the man crashing against the table.

His girlfriend was in a state of shock, her face pale as she watched Hao Jian commit the assault, even forgetting to intervene.

The other customers were terrified as well, not expecting Hao Jian to commit violence on the spot. None of them dared to intervene, for Hao Jian was smiling, a smile that seemed especially radiant!

If this smile had appeared in another context, they would have found it very friendly, but the problem was, Hao Jian was smiling while committing an assault? This smile sent chills down their spines, as if it were the smile of a demon.

None of them knew why Hao Jian was beating up the man, not even Qin Bing, who wore a puzzled expression.

But Hao Jian, as if possessed, kept striking relentlessly with a cold expression, hitting four or five times until the man's head was covered in blood and the teapot was completely dented. Only then did he finally stop.

As soon as he stopped, the man collapsed to the ground, groaning faintly, semi-conscious.

"Watch your mouth in the future, unless you think your head is tougher than a teapot!" Hao Jian snorted, looking down at the man from above, then turned and walked away. Experience new tales on My Virtual Library Empire

"What on earth happened?" Qin Bing couldn't help but ask.

"Nothing much. It was just that kid's filthy mouth; I decided to teach him a lesson," Hao Jian said expressionlessly.

"But you could get into trouble for this. If he calls the police, you're finished," Qin Bing said, somewhat anxiously.