Journey to the West: Treasure Vase of the Great Dao-Chapter 520 - 290 Conflict

Little White Elephant then showed an expression of delight, while Ruyi True Immortal finally breathed a sigh of relief, only after appeasing this little master could he indulge in carefree pleasure.

Accustomed to the ways of the establishment, he casually slung his arms around two girls, a smug smile on his lips, merely instructing the madam to serve Little White Elephant's meal before he happily headed toward the private rooms upstairs. Big Black Donkey, following in kind, rushed up the stairs as well, leaving only Little White Elephant standing there dumbfounded, muttering, "Weren't we supposed to come and see the world together?"

At this moment, Little White Elephant felt the deepest sense of betrayal; they had clearly agreed to show him the world, yet now they had all disappeared without a trace, his face instantly flush with rage, itching to storm upstairs to teach the two scoundrels a lesson.

But the madam was quick on her feet. Business hadn't been good lately, and ever since rumors of bandits had started circulating, the entire city was on edge. The wealthy and noble families had all shut their doors tight, causing her business to suffer. Now that two fat lambs had come to her establishment, how could she let this little nuisance ruin their enjoyment?

"Oh dear, Young Master, the two gentlemen have important matters to attend to. The food will be served momentarily; you should stay here and enjoy your meal," she said, gesturing covertly to the girls nearby.

The girls were all experienced in the ways of the world and understood what their madam meant. They swarmed Little White Elephant to prevent him from causing trouble upstairs. But they also found this exquisitely cute little boy to their liking, one by one they laughed and pinched Little White Elephant's soft and fair cheeks.

Little White Elephant furrowed his brow, clearly displeased, but at that moment, he suddenly caught a rich aroma. The kitchen had prepared the meal.

With a gentle sniff, the fragrance filled his nostrils, and saliva pooled in his mouth; he could no longer be bothered with anger and hastily began to devour the food.

This eating spree startled everyone around him; nobody expected such a small child to have such a hearty appetite. The kitchen staff ran their feet off, and dish after dish was served. Little White Elephant, however, was unabashed, politely accepting each offering, leaving his plates wiped clean.

In no time at all, a large crowd gathered to watch the spectacle, but Little White Elephant was indifferent, continuing to gulp down his food. The girls found it amusing and crowded around him: one pinched his face, another touched his arm, creating a beautiful circle of flutters that was quite charming to behold. Yet Little White Elephant showed no reaction, focused solely on the food before him.

"Clearly, he's a clueless little fellow, ignoring the beauty around him and burying his head in food," remarked a guest, amused by the scene.

"But the boy does have a good appetite; it seems only a family of wealth and power could afford to feed him," chuckled a middle-aged man with a steadfast gaze.

"A mere boy, yet he could eat his father into poverty—a golden rule indeed!" Standing beside him was a lean Scholar, twirling his mustache and speaking with a laugh.

"It seems you've been deeply affected, Lao Han!" the middle-aged man said with a smile on his face.

Upon hearing this, the Scholar couldn't help but exclaim, "How could I not be affected? As a child, my brother and I went hungry every day. Even then, our parents did everything they could to provide for us. And in that dreadful year of calamity, my mother starved to death to save us. My father, always proud and strong with the spirit of a Scholar, was forced to bow to the Chen Family and became a slave to save our lives. The most ridiculous part was that the grain Chen Family used to 'save' lives should have been ours to begin with."

"As a child, I dreamed that if one day I became wealthy, I would find the most expensive restaurant and eat all the delicious dishes they had to offer. Only later did I realize my stomach could never hold it all." Looking at Little White Elephant, who was still eagerly eating, the Scholar's face showed a trace of indulgence, as if seeing his own childhood self reflected in the boy.

The middle-aged man looked deeply at his thin partner, knowing the Scholar's stomach had been ruined by those years of hardship, which is why he now frequently suffered from stomach ailments. He turned to look at Little White Elephant, thinking that it was the children who truly brought beauty to this world.

Just then, a loud thump came from upstairs—Big Black Donkey had been sent tumbling down. On closer inspection, the once swaggering figure was made a spectacle, his flamboyant, crimson flower mangled, his face marked with red lipstick, and, most notably, a vivid red slap print across his cheek.

Simultaneously, a burly house servant dressed in a black outfit leaned out from upstairs and spat viciously, "A parvenu dares to vie with Young Master Chen for a woman, he must have a death wish."

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As the crowd recognized the man, they fell silent. He was well known as the servant of the good-for-nothing young master of the Chen Family, always his master's backbone in mischief. It was said that he had been a notorious Jiangyang Bandit caught by the government and sentenced to be executed. The Chen Family had saved him by switching him with a convict meant for execution, and since then, he had loyally followed the Chen Family, assigned to protect Young Master Chen.

"So the instruments of the Imperial Court are manipulated by these Noble Families and Clans," the lean Scholar said with a sneer, looking up at the imposing house servant.