457: Chapter 457 You're just a gofer!

Ye Chen was surprised: "What's wrong?"

Yan Qingwu turned the tablet around; on the screen was that tweet with over 500,000 retweets.

In the comment section, messages in various languages were still refreshing frantically.

Ye Chen glanced at it: "Oh."

"You actually have no reaction at all?"

Yan Qingwu took back the tablet speechlessly, looking depressed.

Then.

She swiped a few more times before looking up to ask, "By the way, what do you plan to do next?"

Ye Chen put down his teacup and said calmly: "Take the initiative to attack."

Yan Qingwu was stunned for a moment.

"Ah?"

"How will you attack?"

Ye Chen leaned back in his chair, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly: "Go straight to their nest and charge in."

Yan Qingwu's eyes widened, thinking she had misheard.

"Wait... are you serious?"

Ye Chen asked back: "Do I look like I'm joking?"

Yan Qingwu: "..."

She knew Ye Chen was arrogant, but she didn't expect him to be this arrogant.

A few days ago in the USA, he at least used a disguise and played a trick of switching things out.

Now, he just wants to swagger straight into their nest?

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down: "Do you know where the Hall of Saints' nest is?"

Ye Chen shrugged, looking like it was a matter of course: "I don't know, so I'm waiting here."

Yan Qingwu was bewildered.

"Waiting? Waiting for people to come over?"

Ye Chen nodded: "Exactly."

Yan Qingwu: "..."

She opened her mouth, for a moment not knowing what to say.

So simple!

So blunt!

She originally thought Ye Chen would have some earth-shattering plan, like infiltration and scouting, luring the tiger away from the mountain, or picking them off one by one...

Turns out it's just one word—Wait!?

She couldn't help but speak up: "Are you so sure they'll come looking for you?"

Ye Chen put down his teacup and smiled faintly.

"The Hall of Saints took the Manluodi Family's contract, my name is on the bounty list, and I just beat up their people at the airport."

"If I don't run or hide, and instead sit here eating ostentatiously, do you think they won't come?"

Yan Qingwu thought about it; it did seem to make sense.

But she still felt something wasn't right.

"But what if they don't come?"

Ye Chen shrugged: "Then I'll wait again tomorrow."

Yan Qingwu: "And what if they don't come tomorrow either?"

"Wait again the day after tomorrow."

"..."

Yan Qingwu was completely speechless.

She found that discussing plans with Ye Chen was simply a waste of time.

This guy's logic was always simple and blunt.

She sighed in resignation and put the tablet away.

"Alright, alright, everything you say is right."

"Then can I order a few more dishes? Since we have to wait anyway, I'll only have the strength to fight once I'm full."

Ye Chen waved his hand: "Order whatever you want, you're treating anyway."

Yan Qingwu rolled her eyes.

"Why should I treat?"

"Because you're the one who insisted on coming along." Ye Chen said naturally.

"..."

Yan Qingwu glared at him but still obediently shouted toward the kitchen: "Big sister, add another order of boiled beef!"

A woman's hearty laughter came from the kitchen: "Alright! You have quite an appetite, young lady!"

Yan Qingwu raised her chin proudly, looking like a cat that had stolen a fish.

Ye Chen looked at her and couldn't help but shake his head.

Twenty minutes later, the dishes were ready, filling the whole table.

Yan Qingwu picked up a piece of fish with pickled cabbage, put it in her mouth, and her eyes lit up instantly.

"Delicious! Authentic!"

"Even more authentic than what I've eaten in the Capital!"

Ye Chen also took a bite; it was indeed good.

Sour, spicy, fresh, and fragrant; the fish was tender and smooth, the pickled cabbage crisp and refreshing. One bite, and his appetite was fully opened.

While the two were feasting, the restaurant door was pushed open.

A Middle-aged Man in a gray trench coat walked in with large strides.

He was tall with short golden hair and a hideous scar running from his left forehead to his right cheek.

As soon as he entered, his gaze locked onto Ye Chen, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

The woman poked her head out from the kitchen, about to greet the customer, but seeing that face, she immediately shrank back in fear.

The man walked to the opposite side of Ye Chen and sat down heavily.

Looking at the table full of dishes, he suddenly smiled.

"Dragon Country people certainly know how to eat."

Ye Chen picked up a piece of boiled beef without looking up: "Did you come looking for me just to praise my eating habits?"

The man shook his head, the smile on his face gradually fading.

"My name is Thor Eriksen."

"I came to see what the guy who dared to hit people at the airport and still sit here eating ostentatiously actually looks like."

Ye Chen finally looked up and glanced at him.

"Finished looking?"

"Finished."

"Then you can leave."

The muscles on Thor's face twitched.

Ignored!

Blatantly ignored!

Who was he?

The War God of the Hall of Saints!

And yet he was being ignored by a wet-behind-the-ears brat???"

He took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and spoke coldly.

"Ye Chen, I don't care who you killed before or what trouble you caused."

"But this is Northern Europe, the territory of the Hall of Saints."

"You hit our people, so you must pay the price."

Ye Chen put down his chopsticks and looked at him: "And so?"

"Come with me to the Hall of Saints to stand trial." Thor spoke word by word.

Ye Chen couldn't help but laugh.

"Do you Northern Europeans all like asking people to 'take a trip' like this?"

"That Lindberg guy at the airport earlier also said he wanted to take me away."

"And then the hundred or so people he brought are all lying on the ground."

He paused, his smile becoming even more brilliant, "Do you want to try too?"

Thor's expression darkened completely.

He suddenly stood up, a terrifying aura erupting from his body like a volcanic eruption!

Peak Celestial Master Realm!

The momentum was so strong that it made the bowls and plates on the table jump, splashing the soup of the pickled cabbage fish all over the table!

The lights in the restaurant began to flicker wildly, and the old clock hanging on the wall fell off directly, smashing to pieces on the ground!

Thor stared at Ye Chen.

"Ye Chen, I'll give you one last chance."

"Come with me, or..."

He flipped his right hand, and a short axe glinting with a cold light appeared in his palm, "Die here."

Ye Chen looked at him for a few seconds.

Then...

He lowered his head and continued eating.

"You can keep standing there; I'll finish this meal first."

Thor's expression froze completely.

He never expected this.

He had already released all his pressure and brandished his weapon, yet this Dragon Country man actually...

Was still eating???

Was his threat not enough, or was the food really that delicious?

A surge of anger rose from the bottom of his heart!

He gripped the short axe and was about to strike—

Ye Chen suddenly spoke.

"By the way, what did you say your name was just now?"

Thor was stunned, then narrowed his eyes: "Thor Eriksen!"

Ye Chen nodded, picked up a piece of twice-cooked pork, put it in his mouth, and said indistinctly.

"Thor, right? The God of Thunder in Norse mythology?"

"Unfortunately, you're not the God of Thunder; you don't even have Thor's hammer."

"You're just an errand boy."

Thor's face turned completely black.

He gripped the short axe, his whole body's muscles trembling, and the killing intent in his eyes almost overflowed.

But just as he was about to act...

Ye Chen looked up and glanced at him.

Just one glance.

Thor felt as if he had been struck by lightning, a chill rushing from the soles of his feet straight to the crown of his head!

He felt like he was being stared at by an ancient ferocious beast; that sense of oppression was more terrifying than any enemy he had ever encountered in his life!

His hands were shaking.

The hand holding the axe was shaking.

He tried his best to control it but found he simply couldn't.

Ye Chen looked away and continued eating.

"Stand there and wait."

"Once I'm finished, you'll take me to your nest."

Arrogant!

Domineering!

Completely overbearing!

The corners of Yan Qingwu's mouth curled up.

This was Ye Chen.

It seemed...

There was going to be a good show.

She continued eating happily.

But Thor, opposite them, was completely dazed.

He had actually been intimidated by a kid's gaze!

And the other party...

Was ordering him around like a servant?

Angry!

Infuriated!

At this moment, the anger in Thor's heart was like a volcanic eruption, exploding instantly.

"You're looking for death!!!"

He roared, and the short axe in his hand suddenly rose, bringing a piercing sound of breaking air as it hacked down fiercely toward the top of Ye Chen's head!

On the axe blade, a layer of faint blue electric arcs actually appeared, crackling!

This strike was powerful and heavy!

Yan Qingwu's pupils constricted, and she instinctively moved to stand up...

However.

Ye Chen just spoke indifferently.

"I really hate being disturbed while I'm eating."

The moment his voice fell, his right hand's two fingers pinched a chopstick from the table and flicked it casually.

"Swoosh!"

That ordinary wooden chopstick seemed to turn into a bolt of white lightning in his hand, bringing a piercing sound of breaking air as it directly struck the short axe Thor was swinging down!

"Clang!!!"

A loud metallic crash exploded in the small restaurant!

Thor only felt a terrifyingly peerless force coming from the axe; that force was like a mountain torrent, completely unstoppable!

His tiger's mouth throbbed with pain.

His entire arm was numb, and the short axe almost flew out of his hand!

And he himself was actually knocked back three steps by this single chopstick!

After three steps, he barely stabilized his figure and looked down...

His tiger's mouth was torn, and blood was dripping down the axe handle!

And on his steel-forged short axe, there was actually a thumb-sized dent!

Embedded in the edge of the dent was a piece of a shattered bamboo chopstick!

Thor looked up at Ye Chen, his eyes full of disbelief.

A single chopstick had knocked him back?

And even dented his weapon?

How was this possible?

He was at the Peak Celestial Master Realm!!!

Even the Grand Speaker Olof couldn't have knocked him back with a single chopstick!

What kind of monster was this Dragon Country kid?