Chapter 22: Arrogance

"By staying inside that dream, you mean?"

"I mean you would have to go through the dream again and again," Old Yi sighed gloomily, "Trapped in the dream circle."

"I know an old friend of mine who had failed the task, he was stuck inside the dream for seventy years. I went inside the dream to retrieve him and it appeared he was witnessing the same dream for a million turns, and the moment he placed his feet on the real world, he crumbled into dusts."

Ren Ye shuddered slightly and asked him, "How old was your friend when he had gone inside that dream?"

"He was 20 at that time," Old Yi sighed with distress, "The cultivation is an extremely dangerous thing. One single mistake could lead you to be stuck like him for eternity."

Ren Ye said quietly, "I am aware."

"I have a sense of feeling that his body was unable to maintain balance due to having been forcibly stuck in a dream world for too many years, causing his body to resist and crumble in the real world; seventy years is an extremely long time."

"I had the exact same guess as you," Old Yi nodded his head and took another sip of his tea.

Ren Ye frowned and shook his head dismissively, "I can't believe I almost lost control inside that dream, what triggers it really?"

"Distraction," Old Yi hummed attentively, "You were carried away by emotions at the moment. The scenes you saw played a large role in the orchestration of your downfall."

Ren Ye nodded his head.

"I have another question, I overheard strange words you had spoken while I was in the tub," Ren Ye glanced at him sternly, "Do you mind telling me what language it was? Is it something I would need to learn as a cultivator?"

Old Yi chuckled with an amused voice, "No, it is not something you should or can learn. But rather there's no textbooks of the language anywhere else but my world."

"Your world?"

"I will give you a glimpse into my past since you have advanced; the language is called Butanen and is the main language we use every day in my world," Old Yi took a sip of his hot tea and smirked, "You'd be surprised when you find out what world I am from."

Having seen the outfit Old Yi had worn yesterday, Ren Ye was certain of one thing; it was an outfit his people had worn in his world. In addition, he had learned of the language Old Yi had used.

"Right now, you should focus on cultivating. If possible one day, I'll bring you over there to have a look."

Old Yi chuckled boundlessly with mystery.

"Papa."

Ren Ye felt a tug from his side as he turned to glance at the little girl who was frowning quite deeply, he lowered his head and asked quietly, "What is wrong?"

Ren Jia pointed to the front with a finger, "Papa, that sir coming to our table with bad intentions."

Ren Ye was momentarily speechless and turned to look in her direction, to see a young man with an intoxicated look come and approach his table. The young man had a buzzcut and part of his chest was exposed; donning several jewels on them. The young man had an arrogant sneer on his face.

In the young man's arms was an attractive woman with a seductive look on her face. The woman placed her slender hands on the man's chest and grinned prettily, with her fox eyes on his arrogant face.

The woman had an extremely voluptuous body with long attractive legs, appearing like a succubus. Her body attracted many onlookers in the restaurant but upon seeing the young man next to her, they didn't approach the woman.

The young man stood in front of them and pointed at Ren Ye with an angry face, "This is my table!"

Ren Ye frowned and spoke calmly, "I didn't see any reservation here so I assumed the table was free."

Upon hearing the calmness in Ren Ye's voice, the man was about to erupt in fury. He was eventually calmed down with a slight caress on his chest and cried out with restrained resentment, "That table belongs to us."

"Oh? How so?"

Ren Ye asked with a deadpan expression, not taking any of the things the young man said seriously.

"We always sit here. This table is rightfully ours. As a low citizen, you don't have the rights to question what I do?"

"Oh…As a high citizen, did you buy this table?"

"No…"

"How is it yours? Anyway, we came here first," Ren Ye angered the young man even more with his indifferent voice and pointed behind them, "There's an empty table right there."

The young man's features twitched with agitation and looked toward his lady who was looking at them with dissatisfaction, he pursed his lips and glared at them.

He turned to call the manager, "I want to see the manager and have this low bastard out of the restaurant."

Old Yi coughed awkwardly and whispered quietly into the little girl's ears, "Ren Jia, your Papa is going to get in trouble. Do something to turn the attention the other way around."

He bopped her head lightly and chuckled mischievously after seeing the little girl nodded her head and agreed to his scheme.

The young man returned with the man who was dressed in a brown apron, the man's eyes squinted at them and turned to speak with the young man quietly.

Ren Ye didn't react as he continued to stare at them motionlessly with a bored expression.

The man quickly approached him and informed him with a gentle voice, "Sir, do you mind if you move to the other table and lend this table to them?"

"No," Ren Ye replied frankly, "Weren't you the one who led us here? Why the sudden change of mind?"

Ren Ye didn't intend to make trouble but upon seeing the young man's arrogance, he didn't hold back the urge to make them look like fools.

"This young man is a VIP of our restaurant," The man replied with a nervous expression; the man feared he was going to be punished by his boss for ignoring a person of high status.

Ren Ye keenly sensed what was going on; he guessed this young man had a rather high standing in this city. The young man was definitely in his early 20s and doesn't look the kind who had a stable job; solely depending on his parents' wealth.

Ren Ye turned to look at the young man and sneered at them with cold eyes, "You look like a spoiled brat."

"You!"

The young man erupted in fury and pointed at them, crying out in shock and anger, "How dare you act arrogantly toward me?"

"Do you not know who my father is? Wait until he finds out and you-"

"I couldn't give a damn who your father is," He glanced at the young man with a bored expression, "Don't act recklessly simply because of your father. Without him, you are nothing in the eyes of others."

"Just because you ate here often doesn't mean a restaurant is a place where you're allowed to act without restraints."

He believed it wasn't just him who had been victims of favoritism, he believed many others who had no knowledge this table was 'theirs' were targets of these low people. These kinds of people, he had already seen way too many in his past and current life.

'If it wasn't for my daughter and my current identity, I wouldn't have hesitated to slap and knock some senses into this man's shallow head,' Ren Ye snorted inwardly.

The young man was rendered speechless and his mouth twitched constantly.

"You wait until my father-"

Suddenly, the both of them heard a loud childish cry and turned to glance toward the little girl who was bawling her eyes out. She appeared pitiful as tears ran down her face.

"Don't bully Papa!"

Although it wasn't the case, it was her Papa who was bullying the young man with his ruthless words.

The cry caught the attention of everyone inside the restaurant as they turned their head to glance at the little girl who was crying pitifully, they began to whisper and pity Ren Ye.

Old Yi was practically invisible to the eyes of the others and began to burst into laughter, "Haha!"

It had been his idea to have Ren Jia cry in front of everyone; shifting the blame onto the young man and his lady. Having a child cry because her Papa is getting bullied is a heartwarming scene, and will evoke the justice and pity in everyone's hearts.

"Papa is getting bullied," The little girl's face was streaked in tears as she extend her arms, asking her Papa to comfort her.

Ren Ye immediately understood what was going on and shot the young man a glance. He lowered himself and took Ren Jia into his arms, patting her head gently.

"It is alright, Papa is here."

"…"

The young man was no longer the star as the eyes of others darted to him and sneered at him with disgust.

"To bully a single father with a little child, what a shameless brat!"

"He believes that he is so high because of his father that he thinks he can bully anyone!"

"Kick him out!"

Everyone started chanting for the young man to leave. The young man had a stupefied face as his mouth twitched, the lady in his arms tapped the ground with her heel and groaned.

"How can you let them make fun of us? Say something!"

She screamed at him with disappointment and fury, leaving his embrace and turned to glare at him.

The young man's face was black as his feet was stuck to the ground; he turned to glare at Ren Ye and Ren Jia.

'This pair of father and daughter are ruthless schemers!'