Bound to the Multiverse Restaurant, I'm now the darling of my staff.

Chu Ze and the other two exchanged glances, clearly somewhat surprised.

They never expected things to turn out this way.

"You're already thinking of giving up over something so small?" Wen Nuan looked at Hall with a hint of exasperation. "If someone bullies you, fight back!"

"Why would you think of suicide?! I really overestimated you!"

Wen Nuan gave him a long lecture, and Hall, who had been listening obediently with his head down, felt increasingly uneasy. It wasn't until Wen Nuan mentioned suicide that he finally realized what was going on.

Forget about being disappointed, her face flushed red as she jumped up and down in rebuttal.

"Who said I committed suicide? Even if I, Hall, am a complete loser, I would never do such a thing!"

"Huh? Wasn't it suicide?"

Wen Nuan, who was still sulking, scratched her face awkwardly upon hearing this.

So, wasn't she wrong to have been cursing at someone for so long? Did she even wrongly accuse them?

Then, lacking conviction, he asked, "What was with that tacit expression you gave me just now?"

Otherwise, she wouldn't have misunderstood...

"I, I was..." Hall stammered, unable to utter a complete sentence.

This made Wen Nuan look at him suspiciously again, "You're not lying to me, are you?"

Hall opened his mouth several times, but finally sighed and said in frustration.

"It's indeed very safe for me to hide in the Meng family's place. Even if those people know I'm there, they won't do anything to me openly, but..."

Hall recounted the story in a leisurely manner, his voice carrying a hint of resignation.

The warmth I felt from beginning to end left me unsure of how to respond to Hall.

"So... you mean you ran away from the Meng family to avenge your clan, but you were discovered as soon as you stepped outside and then chased down?"

Hall, "..."

"After finally managing to sneak up on my enemy and find a way to get close, I had my mental energy destroyed before I could even make a move?"

Hall, "..."

"You..." Wen Nuan looked at him with a speechless expression, "Your luck is just too bad, is it really necessary to be this unlucky?"

After hearing his tragic story, Chu Ze couldn't help but shake his head and give him a sympathetic look.

This caused Hall, who had been silent for a while, to finally explode. He roared angrily, "I got my revenge in the end, okay! I killed that guy!"

By killing the culprit, even if he were to die, he could at least give his people an explanation.

Warmth clapped insincerely and perfunctorily, "Awesome! Awesome!"

No wonder he didn't tell the truth for so long; he was ashamed.

However, the fact that Hall's A-level mental power could be crippled in a single encounter shows that his enemy is no ordinary person.

But the fact that Hall was able to kill his opponent even after his mental power was destroyed shows that he must have paid a heavy price, as evidenced by his current condition.

However, Wen Nuan was very curious, "How did you do that?"

Orcs excel in physical combat, having focused all their talent on their physique. Against opponents who utilize mental power, they are at a significant disadvantage.

Faced with the warm question, Hall stiffened at first, as if he was somewhat reluctant to answer it.

However, when he saw that Wen Nuan was genuinely curious, he paused, and then slowly released his ears and tail.

When that white thing came into view, my pupils suddenly contracted, even though I usually love the warmth of fur.

"you……"

Hall shifted his tail uncomfortably, looking somewhat dejected, and said, "Does it... not look good anymore..."

Wen Nuan didn't answer. Hesitantly, she stepped forward and slowly raised her hand to reach for the only, lonely tail behind him.

Holden hesitated for a moment, but in the end he didn't dodge and let Warm grab his tail.

He explained in a low voice, "This is a secret technique of my fox clan's royal family... Our tails are like our lives, and we sacrifice our own tails as a price..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but even from those few words, Wen Nuan could imagine what he meant.

The pain of losing a tail is far more complex than it seems...

Although she didn't spend much time with Hall, as a fox, she was never short of shrewdness.

If he hadn't been driven to desperation, this person would never have done something so ruthless to himself.

"Can this tail grow back?"

Wen Nuan looked at the lonely, fluffy creature in her hand with a touch of heartache, feeling that its fur wasn't as shiny as it used to be.

Seeing the person in front of her silently shaking their head, Wen Nuan didn't know what to say.

After a while, something suddenly came to mind.

"But didn't you say that your tail is your life? Now that your tail is gone, you..."

Hall looked at Warmth, who was clinging to his tail and showing concern on her face, and for some reason, found it somewhat amusing.

"Mr. Wen made a losing deal this time."

At this moment, Hall seemed to have reverted to his old self, with a carefree and nonchalant attitude.

"Hiring a terminally ill employee like me is a huge loss for us."

The joke contained a hint of self-deprecation and a touch of resignation.

But Wen Nuan found that smile jarring, feeling it wasn't as bright as the previous Hall's.

She frowned, and then Hall across from her immediately let out a scream.

"Ouch! Little auntie, please be gentle. This is my only tail. If you tear it off, I'll be gone."

"Yes, I'm sorry." Wen Nuan quickly let go.

Hall hugged his tail and blew on it, looking at her with a pitiful expression.

"Boss, you're hurting me!"

The lingering tone of that note seemed to take more than three turns.

Warmth looked at him with a complicated expression, "Hall... you don't have to do this..."

There's no need to act so nonchalant, as if nothing happened...

Hall paused, stopped what he was doing, and gave a wry smile.

"Grandma, do you expect me to cry in front of you? I still have my pride."

Besides... he didn't want to see the girl in front of him pity him for this.

Warmly pursed her lips, unsure of what to say for a moment.

At this moment, Xuanxiao, who had been standing silently to the side, stepped forward and placed his palm on Hall's back.

Noticing the warmth of his actions, she grabbed Hall, who was trying to dodge, and looked at her master expectantly.

After a moment, Xuanxiao lowered his hand, met his disciple's expectant gaze, and silently shook his head.

“His spiritual power is somewhat similar to the spiritual consciousness of us cultivators. Now his situation is like a cultivator’s sea of ​​consciousness being destroyed, which is irreversible.”

The light in Wen Nuan's eyes suddenly went out.

Even the master can't do anything?

Hall was, after all, a friend. Was she really just supposed to stand by and watch him die in front of her?

Nuan Nuan bit her lip, feeling somewhat unwilling.

"Is there no other way?"

Upon hearing his disciple's murmur, Xuanxiao's eyebrows twitched slightly, but he quickly regained his calm and composed demeanor, revealing no hint of anything amiss...