Chapter 1109 - Father, This Grandpa Is Such A Poor Thing

A pair of big bright eyes was staring at the Hairless Monk and Krassu at the door.

The Hairless Monk who was about to strike was dazed for a moment too as he looked at the little lolita who popped half of her body out. The little one was so exquisite and cute, and that pair of big eyes was shiny as if the world’s best things were all hidden in there.

After staying in that pitch-dark prison cell for 100 years, he had forgotten about the stars and sea and many other things.

His whole life was rife with hardships and hatred. He watched his mother being beaten to death. He slaughtered his father and his people. He also killed those who murdered his mother and those who cheered the murderers on…

He didn’t know what was beautiful and good.

When he killed all his enemies, he even lost his reason to live on.

Without goals and hopes, there was no difference between the living and the dead.

That was why he lost, and was then sent to the Bastie Prison.

He had never tried to get out of the prison cell for the past 100 years.

To him, the world beyond the prison cell was just another, bigger prison cell. Thus, there was no need for him to jump from a small cell to another bigger cell.

Until just a moment ago, when he felt a mysterious calling.

He had forgotten how long it had been since he had felt such a strong desire.

He followed the calling in his heart, left the prison cell where he had stayed for the past 100 years, and came to the outside world. He found a restaurant that was only one wall away from the Bastie Prison.

The aroma diffusing in the air was so distinct. He was sure that was the scent that led him here.

It might be some kind of miracle drug.

No matter what it was, he wanted to have that thing that emitted that mysterious aroma. This strong sensation was almost beyond his control.

But as he gazed at the little girl who popped half a body out of the door, he felt his hard as stone heart suddenly quiver as if dozens of mud casing had begun to fall off and it started to beat again.

Perhaps every description of beauty and good should be used to describe a cute little person like her?

That pair of eyes as pure as the stars made him lower his huge hand unconsciously because he was actually afraid to frighten her.

Amy’s big eyes rolled about in embarrassment as she whispered, “Did I interrupt you? It’s fine, please continue. I will stay at the side very quietly.”

Then, she slowly moved out from behind the door and put down the stool. She sat down properly and hugged Ugly Duckling in her arms. She propped her head on its and smiled. “You guys can continue now.

“???”

Black lines appeared on the faces of the customers who were watching Amy worriedly when she came out. This little girl’s guts were really unparalleled.

Krassu’s and Urien’s eyelids were twitching too. Their precious disciple was perfect except her penchant for watching a show. Moreover, she wasn’t afraid of trouble. She simply grabbed a stool and sat at the very front. This made them unable to do their thing.

The restaurant’s door opened, and a rich aroma washed right over them. Rex’s eyes became determined again. The thing he was searching for was indeed in there.

“I am the boss of this restaurant. May I know what is going on?” Mag, who opened the door fully, asked the strapping bald man at his door calmly with wariness and caution.

Amy already came out with her little stool, so he naturally couldn’t hide behind the door any longer.

This chap had to be a tough nut as he made Krassu and Urien this nervous.

Barefooted, tattered clothes, shiny bald head, tanned skin, bulky figure, and the shrill alarm coming from the next door. Mag could basically guess the origin of this man.

If he could escape from the Bastie Prison which was renowned for being impenetrable, this Hairless Monk’s power naturally was above that of the normal 10th-tier powerhouses.

Krassu put his magic staff horizontally in front of Rex as he said, “Boss Mag, step back with little Amy. This old thing is nasty.”

A small ice-blue icy wall was already erected in front of Amy and blocked her hemispherically.

Rex looked at Mag. He could see that this man and that little girl should be father and daughter, so his tone of voice became calmer as he pointed toward the restaurant, and said, “I want that thing.”

“That thing?” Mag was puzzled. What was in the restaurant that was worth this bald head boss breaking out of prison for?

Krassu and Urien were puzzled too. Since this chap’s target wasn’t Amy, then what could it be?

“You came to eat ‘Buddha jumps over the wall’, right? The aroma is super, super enticing, right? It was made by my father.” Amy stood up from her little stool, and smilingly said to Rex, “You can come in if you want to eat ‘Buddha jumps over the wall’. Father made a lot of it. As long as you pay, you can eat it.”

“‘Buddha jumps over the wall’? Pay?” Rex rubbed his big bald head as he looked at Amy. So that thing which gave out the mesmerizing aroma was called ‘Buddha Jumps Over the Wall’, and it was made by this man. However, what was money?

He showed his palms as he looked into Amy’s innocent eyes. He shook his head in embarrassment, and said, “I don’t have money.”

“You don’t have money.” Amy furrowed her delicate eyebrows. She looked at Rex’s bare feet and tattered clothes and sighed. She turned and asked Mag, “Father, this grandpa is such a poor thing. Can we spare him a bowl of ‘Buddha jumps over the wall’?”

Rex lowered his hands and looked at Mag too.

“Poor… thing???”

Mag glared as he looked at this scene. This was the first time he felt he wasn’t smart enough. Did Amy’s foodie’s train of thoughts hit the jackpot? Did this Hairless Monk really come for the ‘Buddha jumps over the wall’?

Looking at Rex, this deduction was most probably true.

“He broke out of prison just for food?” Krassu was also taken aback as he looked at Rex from head to toe. This chap seemed different from the killing machine that he remembered. Maybe he became a little retarded after 100 years of imprisonment?

“It’s a shock! The infamous killing machine, Hairless Monk, broke out of the Bastie Prison just to eat the new item ‘Buddha jumps over the wall’ that Boss Mag made?!”

“This world… is too crazy?”

The customers’ mouths were all wide open as they couldn’t believe what was happening now.

Mag cleared his throat as he opened the door wide, and said, “Then… In this case, Amy is right. There is no need to fight. Everyone, come in and have a seat. Let’s drink a bowl of the freshly made ‘Buddha jumps over the wall’ to calm our nerves. This event is considered over.”

“Boss Mag, he…” Krassu still had his magic caster’s staff stretched out as he watched Rex warily.

“Master Krassu, don’t worry. He is not a bad person.” Amy pulled Krassu’s sleeves and made him move his magic caster’s staff before smiling and waving at Rex. “Come on in.”