1226: Old Trash? I'll Make You Trash!

Old Trash? I'll Make You Trash!

Gu Qiqi only heard a particularly sharp and ear-piercing voice.2

"Who are you asking? That old piece of trash whose name was written backwards? Chu Yangfeng? No, no, no! He's called Feng Yangchu now!"

"Yes, yes. I heard that he's holed up in a lousy academy leading a bunch of trash students and living a life worse than death!"

"Really? We're going to travel to his country one day and admire him in person. Hahaha!"

"You can! If you piss on his head now, I guarantee he won't even fart!"

"Hahaha, whoever wants to spray pee on him should find a young and beautiful girl's pee!"

"Tsk tsk, I wonder if Feng Yangchu has a daughter…"

"Even without a daughter, a female disciple can still do it…"

Gu Qiqi frowned when she heard these dirty words.

Who was insulting her master?

The bistro was dimly lit. She took a few steps inside and found an inconspicuous seat by a screen door.

Only then did she see that there was a table of people beside the small central stage against the wall of the tavern. They were different from the other diners. They were especially noisy, arrogant, and especially extravagant.

The other guests merely ordered a side dish and a thin glass of wine to relax after the fatigue of their work.

They, on the other hand, had piles of endless dishes on the table. The good red wine they drank was free flow. When their drinks clinked, they drank half and spilled half.

Everyone ate until their faces were red and there was a greasy sheen on the corners of their mouths.

Looking at their attire, they were still wearing leather pants and leather vests in the hot rainy season. The golden bracelets on their wrists weighed three catties… It was really blinding!

These people did not look like rich people. They looked like a group of ill-bred nouveau riche.

Gu Qiqi thought to herself, "These foreigners know about Feng Yangchu and know that he lost in the competition of the Great Pharmacist Guild. Even after so many years, they are still here mocking and humiliating him…"

Could it be… those people who made a bet with Master in the Great Pharmacist Guild Competition back then?

She looked at the men with contempt.

If his master really lost to these people, it would be an aggrieved loss.

What part of these bald, greasy-faced people looked like master pharmacists? They were a bunch of losers!

She wanted to slam the table and get up immediately. She wanted those old bastards to figure out who was the old, useless thing!

She wanted them to see how useless they were. How dare they fantasize about someone else's daughter? Someone else's female disciple?

However, before she did so, Feng Yangchu's sincere instructions still rang in his ears.

"Qiqi, remember that the first task is to find Xiaobei's medicine. Don't bother with other unrelated people. Don't provoke them. It's better to avoid trouble. If you hear any gossip, ignore it. Calm down, calm down…"

Gu Qiqi sighed slightly. It turned out that her master had long expected that there were many scumbags in the country where the Ghost Island was located! That was why he repeatedly warned her.

Unfortunately, she would probably have to break her vows the moment she stepped onto the territory of the Tongan Kingdom…

Unperturbed, she waved for the waiter to take her order.

Casually, she ordered a lemonade and a local specialty side dish.

Taking a cold sip of lemonade, she let the cold and sour taste fill her mouth.

She had only taken a sip of lemonade.

The people at the table opposite had a new trick.

"The daughter and disciple of Feng Yangchu that you mentioned just now make my heart itch. I feel uncomfortable if I don't do it!"

"Gee, isn't there a singer over there?"

"A singer? For what?"

"Just pay her!"

A group of people was tempted. They smiled cheekily and pulled the girl who was singing and playing the piano on the stage to the wine table!

The girl was no more than seventeen or eighteen years old. She looked like a student. She looked frightened and shy!

Gu Qiqi frowned even more.

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