"He’s really here."

Upon hearing this, Tang Ming got excited. It had been a long time since he’d heard any news about Xia Wei’er, and he wondered how Wei’er was doing now.

"What’s so unclear about this! Rainbow Cloud Peak is also a very powerful force; many people know their base is in the Southwest region."

Meng Xianjun chuckled and shivered slightly: "Man, the talk was that there were loads of beauties at Rainbow Cloud Peak, but judging by the looks of the locals, I speculate this must be a rumor. How could they be beautiful being this tanned?"

"Tang Ming, don’t tell me you heard there are beauties at Rainbow Cloud Peak and want to check them out?"

Hua Yingjie teased casually while eating.

"Yes! I want to go to Rainbow Cloud Peak."

Tang Ming nodded firmly.

"What?"

Hua Yingjie and Meng Xianjun quickly looked up at Tang Ming with disbelief: "Are you out of your mind?"

"I’m serious. After the medical competition is over, I’d like Meng to take me to Rainbow Cloud Peak."

Tang Ming repeated firmly.

"Buddy, this joke isn’t funny at all."

Meng Xianjun quickly wiped his mouth: "First, the Hidden Sect itself is a very mysterious existence; finding its mountain gate isn’t that easy; second, Rainbow Cloud Peak is the strongest Hidden Sect in the Southwest, you can’t just go there because you want to; third, I... I also don’t know where Rainbow Cloud Peak is."

"I believe you can find a way to find out for me, please."

Tang Ming looked at Meng Xianjun pleadingly.

"What did I do to deserve this?"

Seeing Tang Ming asking him for a favor for the first time, Meng Xianjun looked helpless.

"Please."

Tang Ming pleaded again.

"Fine, fine, I’m really afraid of you. After the medical competition, I’ll see if it can be done."

Meng Xianjun sighed helplessly.

"Thanks."

Tang Ming nodded repeatedly, feeling a bit excited thinking about seeing Xia Wei’er soon.

"Ahem, let’s talk about the medical competition first."

Hua Yingjie came to his senses and quickly changed the subject: "I heard this competition uses a crazy elimination system, with thousands competing at once, one-on-one duels, eliminating half each round until only the top twenty remain for the final. How do you think the competition will go?"

"No clue! This medical competition isn’t a martial arts match, no one knows how one-on-one will be judged."

Meng Xianjun shrugged indifferently: "Anyway, I don’t plan to win a rank, I’ll just see how far I go, going with the flow."

"I don’t mind either."

Tang Ming was confident in his medical skills.

"While you two don’t care, I can’t! I must win and become the young Medical King this time."

Hua Yingjie quickly expressed his determination, seemingly the most nervous now.

"Since it’s a medical competition, the content must inevitably be about medicine, nothing much to worry about."

Tang Ming comforted him with a smile: "With your medical skills, you won’t have any issues."

"Hey! I’m just worried about encountering Bai Shengqi and the others. It wouldn’t be so bad if it happens in the finals, but if I face them right from the start, that’d be too thrilling."

Hua Yingjie sighed anxiously.

"Haha, if you really encounter them right at the start, that means you’re too lucky. I can assure you, whenever you face Bai Shengqi, the one who will win is you."

Tang Ming confidently assured him.

"Why do you say that?"

Hua Yingjie asked Tang Ming doubtfully.

"Hehe, I can’t reveal that secret."

He teased and rubbed his belly: "I’m full, time to go back to the hotel to rest. I need to discuss medical matters with Xiaoqian, don’t disturb us."

"Tch!"

Meng Xianjun held up his middle finger disapprovingly, "We’ve finally made it to a city known for tourism; how about we go explore? I’ve heard the Ancient City here has a lot of ambiance."

"The competition’s tomorrow, and you still want to go sightseeing? You’ll have plenty of time for that after you get eliminated."

Hua Yingjie sighed: "I need to go back to prepare for the competition; I don’t have time for your antics."

"It’d be so boring for me to go alone."

Meng Xianjun protested dissatisfiedly.

"A romantic encounter should be experienced alone, right? If we tag along, where’s your chance to make the most of it?"

Tang Ming laughed and signaled to Zhou Xiaoqian: "Xiaoqian, go settle the bill."

"Got it!"

Zhou Xiaoqian obediently stood up and walked to the counter.

"Wow, you’re living the good life, right? Bringing along such a lovely maid when you go out, how nice."

Meng Xianjun looked at Tang Ming with envy.

"Nonsense."

Tang Ming playfully scolded, speeding up his pace to finish the leftover food.

"What did you say? How can it be so expensive."

Just then, Zhou Xiaoqian’s shocked voice rang out.

"What’s up?"

Tang Ming looked at Zhou Xiaoqian in confusion.

"We spent a total of eighty-eight thousand."

Zhou Xiaoqian turned pale as she responded.

"Pfft!"

Meng Xianjun and Hua Yingjie were so startled they spat out what they were eating.

"Cough cough cough!"

Tang Ming was also taken aback, how could it be possible that this table of food, which he thought would cost a thousand at most, ended up costing tens of thousands?

"Were we eating dragon meat?"

Tang Ming swallowed hard, looking at the remnants of food on the table, seemingly nothing particularly pricey.

"What’s the matter? Don’t want to pay?"

The previously enthusiastic waiter came over, changing his attitude to stern and menacing.

"Ming."

Zhou Xiaoqian timidly returned to Tang Ming’s side.

"Of course not, I just want to know how what we ate could cost so much?"

Tang Ming pondered hard but couldn’t figure out anything that expensive.

Eighty-eight thousand for a city-standard meal is a feast; but the meal we’d had was quite ordinary.

"Just these dishes, they add up to exactly eighty-eight thousand."

The waiter handed Tang Ming a slip.

"Let me see."

Meng Xianjun grabbed the slip immediately and checked it carefully: "This isn’t right! These ribs eighty-one servings, we ordered four servings amounting to three hundred twenty, how did you come up with sixteen thousand?"

"Who told you it’s eighty per serving?"

The waiter smiled oddly, pointing at the menu: "It’s eighty per piece; you four ate how many pieces? Plus, the fishball is sixty each, cilantro is sixteen per stalk..."

The waiter rattled off the real prices of the dishes like reciting treasures - exorbitant, ridiculously high!

"Damn! It’s a scam!"

On hearing this, Tang Ming and the others were infuriated, realizing it wasn’t any particularly expensive food they had, but rather the restaurant’s prices were outrageously high.

"Don’t talk nonsense, our prices are clearly displayed; it’s your fault for not asking when ordering. Now that you’ve eaten, you can’t refuse to pay."

The waiter warned coldly.

"We’re not paying such prices."

Tang Ming wrapped his arm around Zhou Xiaoqian’s waist, staring coldly at the waiter, "Ripping off people like us, you’ve really lost your mind."