I don't want to be trained by my senior sister!

Fang Xuan followed Ning Qian into Fuchun Tower.

This restaurant is indeed quite large, with three floors, and it's considered very impressive in this small town.

It was lunchtime, and the hall was filled with people, mostly dressed in monks' robes, their auras varying in strength, clinking glasses and chatting merrily.

As expected, they mainly cater to cultivators.

As soon as I entered, a woman in a crimson brocade dress looked up at me from behind the counter.

Her gaze lingered on Ning Qian for a moment, a slight smile playing on her lips, before finally settling on Fang Xuan.

"Oh, what a rare guest!" The elegant woman stepped out from behind the counter.

She is the owner of this restaurant.

"Isn't this Chef Ning... oh no, Fairy Ning? What's wrong? Couldn't make it outside, so you want to come back to your old ways?"

Ning Qian remained expressionless, not even sparing her a glance, and walked straight to an empty table by the window.

The proprietress wasn't annoyed. Her gaze remained fixed on Fang Xuan, and her smile deepened. She even covered her mouth with a handkerchief.

"This handsome young man is quite unfamiliar. Is he a friend of Fairy Ning? Such a distinguished person standing in our restaurant is truly an honor."

"Would you like to come to my room and sit for a while? I'll try my sister's homemade 'Drunken Immortal Wine,' I guarantee it's better than any wine you've ever tasted..."

"Spirit beast meat, are you still buying it?" Ning Qian, who had already sat down, interrupted her.

The proprietress was interrupted; her smile froze for a moment, then blossomed again. She crossed her arms and leaned against a pillar.

"Yes, of course I'll take them. As long as they're hunted by Fairy Ning, the price is negotiable for those in good condition. But..."

She drew out her words, glancing at Fang Xuan again, "I wouldn't dare do what I did a few years ago, reserving orders for you first and turning down other people's business."

What if you work for a few more months, then get bored and just leave? Who am I supposed to complain to? Last time you quit, I almost lost everything on the signature dishes for the funeral banquet I had prepared for two weeks. It broke my heart.

Ning Qian didn't react much, her voice still indifferent: "Want to pay in cash this time?"

"Yes, of course I want it."

The proprietress smiled, leaned forward, almost touching Fang Xuan's shoulder, and stared intently at him.

"However, I have a condition... Just who is this young man to Fairy Ning?"

"He's so handsome, those eyebrows, those eyes, that figure...tsk tsk, would you like to come to my room for a bit? My sister has a lot of good stuff there..."

Fang Xuan was holding his black sword. Upon hearing this, he didn't even flinch, but merely raised his eyes and coldly glanced at the proprietress:

"Daoist partner".

The sound wasn't loud, but it carried a chill.

My senior sister doesn't like to talk, and she's always bullied by some unimportant people. When he comes, he can make others speak sarcastically and rudely.

The proprietress's fawning smile froze, as if she had choked on it.

She glanced at Fang Xuan's cold eyes, then at Ning Qian's face beside her, which seemed to have grown even colder.

My heart skipped a beat.

She's run a restaurant in this chaotic place for decades, so she has a good eye for things.

The young man looked clean and even somewhat harmless when he entered, but that one glance just now... she felt a strange unease.

"Ha ha....."

The proprietress chuckled twice, straightened up, and subtly took a half-step back.

"I was blind and misspoke. You two are truly... a perfect match, a match made in heaven."

"If you're wrong, shut up."

Fang Xuan withdrew his gaze, his tone calm yet carrying a condescending indifference, "Mortals should do their mortal work well."

The proprietress's expression changed, but in the end she didn't dare say anything more, and awkwardly replied:

"Yes... I overstepped my bounds. What would you two like to eat? Today we have fresh silver cod and extra-large chicken cutlets, both brimming with spiritual energy..."

.......

[Detected that the host actively upholds the dignity of master Ning Qian in front of outsiders and clearly declares their secret and taboo relationship. Behavior judgment: Slave consciously upholds master's authority and exclusivity, Discipline value +0.5!]

Fang Xuan inwardly scoffed.

A secret, forbidden relationship? The system's vocabulary is getting more and more explosive.

He said that just now purely because he found the landlady annoying and troublesome, and wanted to get rid of her quickly, and also... well, to stop her from looking at him with that boring look.

However, adding 0.5 points is better than nothing.

Ning Qian acted as if she hadn't heard the words "Daoist partner," or rather, she automatically interpreted them as a convenient excuse to avoid further trouble.

After all, this person is indeed annoying.

Fang Xuan glanced at the simple menu and began to order.

The proprietress quickly agreed and turned to go to the kitchen to give instructions. Before leaving, she couldn't help but steal another glance at Fang Xuan.

This young man was dazzlingly handsome when he wasn't speaking, but once he opened his mouth, his aura...

Where did Ning Qian, this cold and aloof girl, find such a handsome yet fierce Daoist partner?

He doesn't look like an ordinary disciple.

The atmosphere was somewhat quiet while waiting for the food to be served.

The sky outside the window was completely dark, and the lights of the town and the restaurant mingled together.

Fang Xuan remained calm and continued to suppress the spiritual power within his body that was about to break through his cultivation barrier.

The food was served quickly.

Clearly, Fuchunlou's ability to cater to monks stems from its unique culinary skills and ingredients.

Fang Xuan subconsciously put some food on Ning Qian's plate.

Senior sister is still too thin, otherwise she would look even more...sexy.

Cough cough... What are you thinking about...?

Ning Qian looked at the meat and soup piled up in the bowl, paused for a moment, picked up her chopsticks, and began to eat in small bites.

After taking a few bites, she suddenly put down her chopsticks, her voice very soft:

"Consider the spirit stones for repairing the roof, and the money for this meal, as a loan."

Fang Xuan was biting into a large pig's trotter when he heard this, so he stopped and looked up at her.

Ning Qian avoided his gaze, looked at the rice in her bowl, and continued, "I'll work to pay you back."

Fang Xuan had previously asked her to lend him money, so if she refused again, it would make her seem pretentious and ungrateful.

Fang Xuan looked at her lowered eyelashes and tightly pursed lips, and knew she was serious.

My senior sister is quite proud and arrogant. She directly said that it's definitely not okay for me to support her, and she got points deducted by the system last time.

Borrowing might be a way she can accept.

He nodded, his tone relaxed: "Sure, senior sister, you can pay me back slowly, I'm not in a hurry."

Seeing that she had taken his words to heart, Fang Xuan stopped talking and continued to eat.

But in his heart, he was thinking that he should find a way to "borrow" more from her unintentionally. Anyway, he had plenty of spirit stones.

Just as he was happily planning how to reasonably support his senior sister...

[Serious Warning! Dangerous thoughts detected again in sex slave Fang Xuan!]

Everything a sex slave owns belongs to their master. The sex slave's spirit stones are the master's property; they should not be allowed to keep their master, which is contrary to the principles of the Heavenly Gang.

[Behavioral assessment: Incorrigible, continuously deteriorating in thought, and lacking fundamental awareness.]

[Punishment: Discipline value -0.5! As a warning to others!]

[To reiterate, we urge sex slave Fang Xuan to deeply reflect on his actions and correct his attitude!]

Fang Xuan: "..."

This system is deducting points again... and it's always talking about sex slaves.

He was speechless.