The Black Book: Seven Deadly Sins-Chapter 45: Little Britain

After tentatively continuing to eat, Zhu Haomiao found that the food he consumed did not reverse conceptually into a deficit, but digested into nutrition like normal food.

His mind shook, and Zhu Haomiao instantly understood his previous misunderstanding.

[Gluttony] is not a specific limit, but rather, it exists in one's mind!

As long as the food is eaten with Self Will, no matter how full he is, it's all nourishment for personal growth!

Conversely, when he is dominated by the desire for [Gluttony] and loses his reason, even being half full would lead to "punishment"!

The next second, the information from the [Book of Black] confirmed Zhu Haomiao's guess.

"[Gluttony] +1, [Dao Heart] +1"

When over ten full, as [Gluttony] increases, his [Dao Heart] not only doesn't decrease but synchronously improves!

Because he hasn't lost control!

Everything comes from the heart!

With enlightened understanding, Zhu Haomiao couldn't help feeling even more delighted.

This means [Original Sin] and [Dao Heart] aren't absolutely oppositional; they can grow together!

At least in the Illusion Realm, they can grow together!

Having figured it out, Zhu Haomiao smiled brightly and picked up his chopsticks again to attack the last bit of gourmet food.

Always observing in secret, the Shopkeeper and the assistant exchanged glances seeing the young man eat contently, putting down their last bit of concern.

However, at this moment, a group of well-dressed Westerners came down from the second-floor private room, seemingly encircling two youthful boys in their midst.

"Huh?"

As soon as they got to the hall, the enticing aroma of wine caught their attention. A middle-aged man at the forefront rolled his eyes, immediately finding the chance to poke at his competitor.

"Wilson, didn't you say you'd treat Lord Luwei Ao to the highest standard dinner?"

"How come the wine paired with your meal isn't as fragrant as the one here in the hall?"

Hearing this, Wilson, who was currying favor with the youth, changed his expression, gritting his teeth and glaring at the speaker.

Then, he cautiously glanced at the youth, who had a slight frown, secretly steeling himself.

"Where's the manager? Tell your manager to get out here!"

Disregarding the so-called gentlemanly etiquette, Wilson shouted fiercely in heavily accented Mandarin.

In full view, it was as if a mane-baring lion appeared in the hall, attracting all the diners' attention and even scaring some timid guests to hurriedly leave.

However, Wilson didn't care about these things; this was his critical moment, and his efforts over the past decade were hinging on this final push.

If he could get these two local Earls' sons to speak a few good words on his behalf, his big deal would be a sure thing.

Conversely, if he offended them, a single word from them could confine him to this barbaric and backward country, unable to make progress for life!

So... no matter what, he must show his stance!

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm the manager here. My hospitality has been lacking..."

Noticing the commotion, the Shopkeeper, who had been hiding in the corner, quickly rushed out, nodding and bowing in apology.

However, Wilson paid him no mind, slapping him immediately.

Slap~

The Shopkeeper stumbled from the slap, his face instantly swelling with a bright red handprint, but only pausing for a second, he once again put on a fawning smile and leaned the other side of his face toward Wilson.

"Honorable Sir..."

Before he finished, Wilson slapped him again, this time knocking the Shopkeeper to the ground, unable to rise for quite a while.

Wilson didn't want an apology but wanted the two noble ones to see his attitude.

However, a mere manager wasn't enough to show his "stance"! freēwēbηovel.c૦m

Subsequently, Wilson looked around and soon identified the source of the wine aroma.

Watching the furious-lion-like man charging at the young man, Stevie nudged Luwei Ao and signaled with his lips.

"Look, a Dragon's person."

Luwei Ao curled his lips, gloatingly whispering.

"Black Iron, don't know how he got in, can't even handle the locals with that level, I guess."

"Just local affairs, nothing to do with us. Let's watch the show."

Stevie shrugged indifferently, watching Wilson rush up to the young man, snatching the empty wine jar from his table, and lifting a sinister smile.

"Honorable Sir, please don't..."

Finally managing to stand up, the Shopkeeper saw the situation and scrambled over, desperately pleading.

People on both sides were ones he couldn't afford to offend; if conflict arose, he might end up suffering the most!

However, Wilson smashed the wine jar on the Shopkeeper's skull, roaring in rage: "Said I wanted the highest dining standard! You deceive me with inferior wine and hide the good wine for this yellow-skinned monkey?!! "

Rather than questioning the Shopkeeper, it was more like shouting for the two nobles to hear, letting them know it wasn't his attitude that was a problem, but the yellow-skinned monkeys deceiving him!

But interrupted from his meal by the rude roar, Zhu Haomiao glanced at him impatiently, ready to rise, when suddenly a shadow descended from the second floor, stomping Wilson to the ground.

"Whose dog is barking around here? Is anyone going to deal with it?"

A sharp-featured young man stood on Wilson, crushing his face underfoot, looking around with his head raised, and soon locked his eyes on a group of pale-faced Westerners not far away.

"Darn, I thought it was some fool's dog, turned out to be from the Little Britain·No Ireland·United Kingdom~"

Rudely grinding the fat face underfoot, the young man wore an increasingly unrestrained, mocking, disdainful smile.

Meanwhile, even those who opposed Wilson couldn't feel upbeat; that young man was clearly not stepping on Wilson but smacking their faces!

"Damn! Let Wilson go!"

Seeing the imminent conflict, the young man paid no heed to the local shouts, looking past all the adults, straight at the two boys surrounded by them, his gaze sweeping over their silver lion badges, and his expression playfully curled up.

"Want to start a war?"

The blatant threatening gaze made Stevie and Luwei Ao's faces even more unsightly.

Not born locally but unfortunately in overseas colonies, are they going to war with a Dragon's person?

Shanghai is their stronghold!

Especially seeing several other spirited youths leaning against the second-floor railing, watching the farce with sneering expressions...

Noticing the uniformly golden Dragon Emblem on their chests, Stevie and Luwei Ao instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

Yet after hesitating for a moment, Luwei Ao still mustered up the courage to step forward.

"Wilson misspoke and offended you. Now he has been punished. Could you please let him go?"