I'm Cultivating Immortality While Everyone Else Practices Martial Arts Chapter 55 - Title Granted

Chapter 55: t.i.tle Granted

Translator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL

The two of them were at the Grandmaster realm. It shouldn’t be a problem for them to deal with Andrew, who was also at the Grandmaster realm, right?

The news on his phone was obtained by his friends in Boston.

Right now, Mad Saber was thinking that he must not expose his ident.i.ty. If they found out that he was here to kill Andrew, he would be finished.

However, after thinking about it carefully, even though he knew Andrew, the other party did not know him.

This way, he might have a chance to get close to Andrew and use a scheme to kill him.

Mad Saber could not help but let out a sinister smile.

At this time, at the entrance of a high-end restaurant.

Andrew got out of the taxi.

In the restaurant, a woman about 30 years old came up to him.

She lowered her voice and said directly, “Grandmaster Andrew, I’m a staff member of the Martial Arts Administration’s intelligence department. The people you’re looking for are eating here. They are…”

The woman pointed to a private room.

Andrew nodded and said, “Okay, your task is done. Tell your people to leave.”

The woman hesitated a bit and gritted her teeth. “Grandmaster Andrew, do you need to… find a way to tell the other people in the restaurant to leave?”

There were quite a few people in the high-end restaurant.

Even if Andrew could instantly kill a martial artist of the sixth rank, he was still afraid of an accident.

The reaction and explosive power of a martial artist of the sixth rank was extremely terrifying.

If there was a chance to react, the entire restaurant would suffer.

In fact, the entire high-end restaurant would be destroyed to the ground.

“No need.”

Andrew’s reply was simple. He took a step forward and directly walked into the high-end restaurant.

In the restaurant, a waiter in a tuxedo welcomed him.

He spoke in a fluent tone, “Sir! Please show me your reservation information!”

Reservation information?

I came to the restaurant to look for someone, and I still need to make a reservation?

Andrew frowned and replied, “I didn’t make a reservation!”

When he said this, the waiter was stunned.

Without a reservation, one could not eat.

They were a high-end restaurant, not a fast-food chain. Every customer had to make a reservation in advance.

The head chef would prepare the ingredients and recipes according to the customer’s needs.

At this moment, a burst of low laughter came from all around.

Several people were sizing up Andrew, their eyes full of disdain.

“A young warrior with a knife on his back?”

“A boorish man like a martial artist actually came to a high-end restaurant to eat?”

A middle-aged man in a suit elegantly cut off a steak and then drank a mouthful of red wine. He spoke indifferently, not concealing his voice at all.

He was a big boss.

He had also thought of practicing martial arts.

But despite investing a lot, in the end, he could barely reach the level of a quasi-martial artist.

Later, he thought it through.

Practicing martial arts? What was the use?

Those martial artists worked hard to reach the third or fourth rank, but didn’t they still put their heads on their belts?

If they went to the wilderness to fight, they might die the same day. There wouldn’t even be a corpse to be found.

As for himself, he had money.

If he had money, he could do whatever he wanted.

His eight bodyguards were all martial artists, and the strongest among them was even at the third rank’s peak.

Jealous?

Superior?

Maybe.

In his opinion, Andrew was only eighteen or nineteen years old.

How strong could such a young martial artist be?

Andrew stopped in his tracks.

He was stunned. He looked around and couldn’t help but laugh. “I really don’t know how you can feel superior just by eating a meal!

“You think you’re so great just because you’re rich?

“Looking down on us warriors?

“If it weren’t for us fighting desperately in the wilderness and resisting the demon beasts, would you have the chance to sit here and eat high-grade meat and shake the red wine gla.s.s?”

Andrew slowly walked to the front of the middle-aged man who had spoken.

The middle-aged man raised his head and looked at Andrew. He smiled and said, “You do know a lot of principles. However, I’ve seen many people like you who talk big. There are only a few who are truly powerful.

“You say that I look down on martial artists?

“Wrong!

“If you are a middle-rank martial artist, I will immediately respect you and treat you as a friend. If you are a Grandmaster, I will call you grandpa.”

Andrew laughed.

The middle-aged man in front of him was a s.l.u.t who only knew how to bully the weak and feared the strong.

Pa!

Andrew slapped him directly across his face.

The middle-aged man fell to the ground, his mouth full of blood.

No one knew how many teeth he had lost.

All of a sudden, the high-end restaurant became extremely chaotic.

Some seductive and s.e.xy women, who were dressed up to the nines, screamed.

“High-end restaurant? Upper-cla.s.s people? Looking down on warriors?”

Andrew sneered, “Are you still living in the past? In today’s era, strength speaks for itself. Whoever is stronger is the boss. You people… can only be considered trash.”

The middle-aged man was about to go crazy. He yelled, “You dare to hit me?”

With a roar, a few big men in suits rushed in from outside the restaurant.

“Boss!”

The three bodyguards saw the boss lying on the ground and their faces could not help but change.

They helped the boss up.

The middle-aged man covered his face and spat out blood. His words were unclear, “Beat him to death…”

The three bodyguards were about to make a move when a voice berated them.

“What are you doing?”

In a private room, Mad Saber walked out.

He wore a set of training clothes and carried a long sword on his back. His aura was extraordinary.

He was a sixth stage expert who had been fighting in the wilderness all year round. It was difficult to hide the vicious aura on his body.

After he walked out, the entire restaurant fell silent.

When the middle-aged man saw Mad Saber, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He bent his waist and ran over with a flattering look on his face. He said with a charming smile, “Lord Mad Saber, you’ve returned from the wilderness?”

“You’ve been gone for a month this time. I was still wondering yesterday why Lord Mad Saber didn’t come back.”

At this time, the other people in the restaurant recognized him.

“It’s Mad Saber!”

“It’s Mad Saber. I heard that he went to the wilderness a long time ago… and came back?”

“Bilston has some relationship with Mad Saber. This kid… is finished!”

In the high-end restaurant, discussions continued.

Many of the people eating inside were the owners of the Waterfront Flower City Villa area, so they naturally recognized Mad Saber.

Mad Saber was very famous in Boston.

Compared to him, people like Case didn’t even have the qualifications to be his underling.

After all, the strength of a late-stage sixth grade was displayed here. In the entire Boston, no one dared to speak loudly to him except for Charles.

As one of the successful people in Boston, the middle-aged man also lived in the Waterfront Flower City Villa area and had a few encounters with Mad Saber.

They had eaten and drank together.

They could be considered acquaintances.

“Bilston?”

Mad Saber was slightly stunned and looked at him in surprise. “How did you become like this?”

Bilston had some connections in Boston. Usually, there would be three or five bodyguards following him, but how did he get beaten up like this?