Chapter 377: The Consequences of Encountering a Mentally Ill Patient

Lin Fan patted the waiter's hand.

Smiling, he gave him encouragement.

His eyes questioned, "What do you think?"

The waiter was like a lamb being roasted over a fire, able only to endure the scorching flames, without even a chance to resist.

"I'm willing to forgive you," the waiter said. His heart was pounding. He had a feeling that he was doing something very dangerous. He placed all his hopes on Lin Fan, his idol, his guardian angel. Please don't abandon me, he thought, or I'm really screwed.

"Great, a perfect ending," Lin Fan said with a smile.

He looked at Old Zhang.

Old Zhang gave him a thumbs-up.

Impressive.

Fantastic.

Receiving praise from his friend, Lin Fan was even happier.

Old Zhang shouted to the surrounding citizens, "Wasn't what my friend did fantastic?"

The citizens cheered.

"Fantastic!"

"Truly fantastic!"

"Completely convinced!"

The Eighth Prince screamed internally, I'm not convinced, I'm just verbally complying.

"Now, come with me." Lin Fan waved his hand, motioning for the Eighth Prince to follow him into the restaurant.

Back kitchen!

"Are you serious?"

The Eighth Prince couldn't bear this humiliation. You scoundrel! he thought. Just look at this, it's truly outrageous. The sink was full of dishes, and a few pairs of plastic gloves were thrown in front of them.

Washing dishes?

Was this some kind of joke?

I am the dignified Eighth Prince of the Golden Crow Clan, of noble status. When I reveal my true form, I illuminate all the heavens and worlds. You actually dare to make me wash dishes? Believe it or not, I'll rip your heads off and wash them too.

Protest was protest.

With Lin Fan present, there was no chance for them to resist.

"Do you think having them wash dishes for a day can offset the cost of the meal?" Lin Fan asked the waiter.

For the waiter, he had already consulted the manager. When the manager saw the waiter being beaten up, he excused himself with a stomachache and immediately made a run for it.

Now, the matter was resolved.

He reappeared, lively and energetic. He fully supported the current situation.

If someone else had intervened, he definitely wouldn't have agreed.

But who was Lin Fan?

He was an idol, a guardian angel. His words were absolute. Whatever he wanted to do, he could do, and no one would dare to object.

That's how influential he was.

The Golden Crows had no choice but to accept their fate and submit. Even the Eighth Prince put on the plastic gloves, stood by the sink, looked at the dishes in the basin, and honestly began to wash them.

Lin Fan didn't leave.

Instead, he and Old Zhang sat in the back kitchen and waited.

The Evil Chicken understood deeply how furious this Eighth Prince, whose true form was somewhat similar to his own, must be.

Wait a minute.

If the Eighth Prince knew that the Evil Chicken said his true form was similar to a chicken, he would definitely unleash scorching flames without hesitation, annihilating everything around him. You're flattering yourself. A mere chicken dares to compare itself to a Golden Crow.

"Aren't you leaving?" the Eighth Prince asked. He was thinking that after Lin Fan left, he would immediately escape from here. According to his usual character, even if the waiter hadn't provoked him, he would still have faced utter destruction. Who was this waiter to casually offer forgiveness? Who could be so easily forgiven?

But unexpectedly...

Lin Fan seemed to be watching him, with no intention of leaving.

Lin Fan said, "It's alright, we'll keep you company here. Work hard and try to finish your work early. Actually, you've really profited. The owner of this restaurant is truly a good person. As long as you wash the dishes for a day, it will offset your dine-and-dash. How great is that?"

"Yeah," Old Zhang nodded, clearly agreeing with Lin Fan's statement. This boss was truly a good person.

The Eighth Prince clenched his fists, his expression stiffening. After a moment of stunned silence, he started moving again, washing the dishes at a speed several times faster than an ordinary dishwasher.

A steady stream of dirty dishes was brought to the back kitchen.

"This is too much!" the Eighth Prince protested. The more he washed, the more dishes appeared in the sink. It was truly ruthless.

The surrounding citizens learned that the restaurant was making aliens wash dishes, and it instantly created a buzz. Many people came to the restaurant to dine, specifically requesting to use the dishes washed by the aliens.

It was as if using the dishes they washed would allow them to experience the aura of aliens.

Perhaps it was no different from chasing after celebrities.

Special Department.

One-Eyed Man listened to the report, his expression filled with shock.

"Lin Fan made them wash dishes in a restaurant?"

"Yes, that's right."

One-Eyed Man stared wide-eyed, unable to believe it was true. Honestly, if this had happened to someone else, he wouldn't have believed it. But knowing that Lin Fan was responsible, he knew this was normal.

Things others couldn't do were normal for Lin Fan.

Elder Wu Xingyun said, "You are truly audacious! That is the Eighth Prince of the Golden Crow Clan, of noble status. Let's not even talk about the Eighth Prince's situation, just the existence of the Golden Crow Clan is not something ordinary people can provoke. They are a great clan of the starry sky, ancient and mysterious."

Because it involved a great clan of the starry sky, One-Eyed Man had invited them to analyze the situation.

Hearing the elder's words, One-Eyed Man's expression turned serious.

"Ancient and mysterious is relative to us. They are still washing dishes now. The Eighth Prince and the others are indeed a bit disgraced. Paying for meals is a matter of course. You can't just dine and dash based on your own strength and status," Wu Sheng said.

He was astonished by Lin Fan's actions.

It was truly audacious.

An ordinary person couldn't pull it off.

The Golden Crow Clan had many powerful individuals, and their bloodline levels were more complex than other races. Like their Wu Clan, they didn't have bloodline issues; everything depended on their own cultivation.

But the Golden Crows were different.

The level of their bloodline determined the height of their future development.

Of course, there were also those with low bloodline levels who reached unprecedented heights, but those were extremely rare, perhaps appearing only once in thousands of years.

To ensure the purity of their bloodline, the Golden Crow royal family never intermarried with those of lower bloodlines, to prevent problems.

And the Eighth Prince's bloodline was a royal bloodline, inheriting an ancient lineage.

"Ahem!" The elder coughed. His young master had changed quite a bit, becoming a little arrogant. He wasn't like this before. It seemed that staying here for a while had changed him.

One-Eyed Man asked, "Are there many such great clans of the starry sky?"

"Many, yet not many, few, yet not few. The starry sky is infinite, truly vast. It's hard to imagine, even now, there are races we don't know about," Elder Wu said.

"It seems very mysterious," One-Eyed Man said, longing to see the grand scene of the starry sky.

Elder Wu said, "Yes, it is indeed as mysterious as you imagine. The only pity is that, besides Lin Fan, the other cultivators here are too weak to be on par with the various races of the starry sky. If you could reach that realm, you could explore the starry sky, and you would discover that everything you know now is so insignificant."

One-Eyed Man blinked his one eye. A few compliments and you're already getting carried away.

We have Lin Fan, we're proud.

We're freeloaders, we're proud.

However, their recent gains had been substantial.

They had truly grasped spear techniques from the fragments. These spear techniques were quite extraordinary, incredibly sharp, and greatly beneficial to their cultivation.

Although One-Eyed Man, Liu Haichan, and the others cultivated different systems, they all benefited immensely from these spear techniques.

Though the spear techniques had no name, based on their fierce and aggressive nature, One-Eyed Man and the others gave them a name:

Heaven-Shaking Spear Technique

It was a bit vulgar.

But it did match the words "Heaven-Shaking."

"Meeting adjourned, meeting adjourned..."

One-Eyed Man wanted to practice his spear techniques; he didn't need to worry about other matters.

He felt that the Golden Crows were indeed quite arrogant, but what did it have to do with him now? Lin Fan was there to handle the situation. Based on his understanding of Lin Fan, from the perspective of the mentally ill patient, he would definitely resolve the matter fairly and justly.

Wu Sheng said, "Shouldn't we invite them over to talk with the Golden Crows?"

"Can we talk?" One-Eyed Man asked.

Wu Sheng said, "We can talk. Although the Golden Crows are arrogant and conceited, they are relatively communicative. Given the current situation, more and more great clans are appearing. I'd say, with this planet's capacity, it may not be able to withstand a battle between more powerful beings from the starry sky."

"Can they destroy a planet?" One-Eyed Man was slightly confused about the future. In his impression, a great battle would at most destroy a few hundred miles around. Destroying an entire planet seemed a bit excessive.

Elder Wu said helplessly, "It seems you know nothing about cultivation. I once saw a powerful being traverse the void and crush a planet with his bare hands. With a single thought, billions of lives were extinguished. Do you think there are such powerful beings among the great clans of the starry sky who might come here?"

"Your look seems to suggest I might be deceiving you."

"Actually, I'm not deceiving you."

"These things truly exist."

Elder Wu didn't possess such power.

But he wanted One-Eyed Man to know that their great clans of the starry sky weren't so weak. They had Lin Fan, which was indeed impressive, but there were always others stronger. Beyond the planet was the starry sky, with countless powerful beings, and terrifyingly powerful beings were even more numerous.

You just haven't seen them.

If you did, you'd be so scared your face would turn pale, and you wouldn't even know which way was north.

One-Eyed Man fell silent.

He was indeed frightened.

He felt that the burden he carried had already exceeded his current responsibilities. With such responsibility, it wouldn't be excessive for him to be the leader of the planet.

"Chief Xu, what the elder said is true. The Saint Realm cultivators who have appeared now are capable of burning seas and shattering mountains. As for even stronger cultivators, you can imagine, right?" Wu Sheng reminded him.

He got along well with the people from the Special Department.

Although he couldn't take much advantage of them, he was happy.

As long as he was happy, everything was fine.

"Yes, hearing you say this, I feel it's necessary. But don't rush, let's wait until the matter over there is resolved," One-Eyed Man said.

His idea was simple.

He definitely had to let the Golden Crows experience the unique characteristics of Yanhai City.

That is, when encountering a mentally ill patient, you would discover that anything you considered normal was utterly useless in front of them.