Dragon Clan, Lu Mingfei wants to reach a perfect ending

"Are you sure this is the one?" Old Tang showed a doubtful expression on his face.

It’s not his fault. After all, what Lu Mingfei and Lao Tang are facing now is a very dilapidated restaurant in the alley.

Perhaps calling it run-down is a compliment. After all, restaurants with signs that are about to rot are rare even in the slums of the United States.

"Mingming, even if you don't want to treat me to a meal, you can't find such a shabby place." Old Tang shot a resentful look at Lu Mingfei, making Lu Mingfei feel a chill on his back.

“Your resentment is almost comparable to that of the tree demon in A Chinese Ghost Story.” Lu Mingfei wrapped his clothes tighter. He didn’t understand why Old Tang, the king of bronze and fire, could give such a cold look.

"But there's nothing I can do. Although I think I've been immune to all the bad food in the U.S., I'm afraid the ingredients in this shabby restaurant are all rotten."

Thinking of the food growing maggots, Old Tang couldn't help but shudder all over.

"Don't worry." Lu Mingfei grabbed Lao Tang's hand and led him inside.

"You have to understand the romance of the Chinese people. There is always a new hope after a dark period. This is the true face of this store."

As Lu Mingfei and Lao Tang walked through this slightly dilapidated wooden corridor, the view in front of them suddenly opened up.

The misty white smoke lingered under my feet, and a cool breath came from the soles of my feet to my body. In front of me was a wooden floor made of ebony, which looked like jade after waxing.

“Look, doesn’t it instantly become more upscale now?” Lu Mingfei let go of Lao Tang’s hand, walked to the front, and randomly picked a table to sit down.

Placed here are all dark red rosewood tables and chairs, and when you are among them, you can smell a faint fragrance, proving that the age of these rosewoods must be very high.

"There's a guest." A middle-aged man's puzzled voice came from another door.

The next moment, the door opened and a man in traditional Chinese clothing walked out.

His pupils flickered with a faint golden light, which was particularly eye-catching in the enclosed space.

He looked into the two men's black eyes, and a hint of doubt flashed across his golden eyes, but then he was relieved.

"Sorry, we don't accept..." The man stopped talking.

Because at this time Lu Mingfei turned his head towards him, his dazzling golden eyes were like the scorching sun, flashing with the authority of a king.

"We meet the dining standards of this restaurant, and it is very rude to refuse guests." Lu Mingfei said lightly with a calm smile on his face.

"I'm very sorry. I didn't recognize you. You meet our reception standards." The middle-aged man in ancient clothes bowed and apologized to them. The golden light that was faintly visible in his eyes also dissipated at this time.

"Xiao Yu, bring the menu to our guest." The middle-aged man called out, and a beautiful girl came out from a small door nearby, holding a menu carved out of jade and placing it on the table of Lu Mingfei and the others.

Old Tang lived in the slums most of the time. Even after completing a mission, he would at most have a meal in an ordinary restaurant to celebrate. He had never been to a restaurant like this.

"Mingming." Old Tang hooked Lu Mingfei's foot with his foot under the table, and then winked at Lu Mingfei.

"This restaurant is so luxurious, can we really afford to eat there? Will we end up not being able to pay and having to stay here to work as a laborer to pay off our debts?" Old Tang conveyed this message to Lu Mingfei with his eyes.

Lu Mingfei made a reassuring gesture to him, telling him not to worry about the price.

After all, this restaurant is free in a sense.

Lu Mingfei then named a few dishes on the menu, "Just these few dishes, bring up all the others."

“This…” The beautiful girl felt distressed when she saw this, because no one had ever ordered dishes like this before. Lu Mingfei’s bold way of ordering dishes made her not know what to do for a moment.

The middle-aged man standing aside also came over at this moment and agreed to Lu Mingfei's order on behalf of the girl.

"Okay, guest, we'll prepare it as soon as possible."

"It's just that you ordered a lot of dishes. It may take us some time to prepare them. Do you want to specify the order in which the dishes should be served?"

The middle-aged man bent his waist to 45 degrees and asked respectfully.

"I don't have any requests. Do you have anything, Old Tang?" Lu Mingfei didn't have any requirements for the dishes, so he turned to look at Old Tang and asked him if there was anything he wanted to eat first.

Old Tang also shook his head to indicate that he had no requests.

"Okay, we will serve the dishes as soon as possible. I wish our distinguished guests a pleasant meal." After saying this, the middle-aged man and the girl quietly retreated and returned to the door.

As soon as they left, Old Tang couldn't suppress his curiosity and looked at Lu Mingfei like a curious baby, "Is this restaurant so high-end?"

At this time, the girl came out with an exquisite teapot and two teacups, carefully placed them on the table in front of the two people according to some rules, and then began to pour tea for them.

"In a sense, this restaurant is really classy because it's a restaurant specifically for mixed race people."

"To put it another way, this restaurant will not accept ordinary people. Even if the person is extremely wealthy or powerful, this restaurant will not be open to him."

Lu Mingfei explained to Lao Tang, and at this moment, he slowly revealed the world of mixed-race people to Lao Tang.

"Mixed-blood? Ordinary person?" Hearing Lu Mingfei saying some words he had never seen before, Old Tang's eyes were full of confusion.

"What is a half-blood?" he asked a question.

Lu Mingfei did not answer Old Tang. Words were never as persuasive as actions. His blazing golden eyes lit up again, like two dazzling golds shining with blinding brilliance.

Old Tang, who was sitting opposite Lu Mingfei, was extremely shocked for a moment. Why did Lu Mingfei's eyes suddenly glow? Has the technology of cosmetic contact lenses developed to this stage?

“They are not colored contact lenses.” When Old Tang still thought that this was the result of technological advancement, Lu Mingfei seemed to see through his thoughts and told him that these were not colored contact lenses or other speculations.

"This is the symbol of a hybrid. With it, you can be recognized by others, because only when you can light up your golden eyes can you reach the stage of using the Word Spirit."

Old Tang wanted to ask what a word spirit was, or whether Lu Mingfei was joking with him, but his eyes suddenly flickered and a sudden call appeared in his mind.

"Brother, brother..." It was the voice of the child in the dream, but why could I hear it even though I was not in a dream?

"I will be back, Constantine." Another voice came from my ear, but this time it was not the crisp, childish voice of a little boy just now.

Instead, it sounded like the voice of a calm man, a voice that sounded like a destined king, sitting on his throne and making his precious promise to someone he cared about.

Could it be that I suddenly developed schizophrenia and could hear the voices in my dreams in broad daylight?

Just as Old Tang was thinking this, his vision returned to normal and what he saw was a deep black shadow.

He looked up and saw a monster with a pitch-black body and two golden eyes as dazzling as the sun squatting in front of him and staring at him.