As the dishes were served, Huang Weihong smiled and said, "I don't know if Young Master Yu has any dietary restrictions, so I took the liberty of ordering whatever I thought you might like."
Yu Daohén waved his hand, "Brother Huang is too considerate. My mouth has no restrictions. Rather, I've caused Brother Huang to spend too much."
As soon as Yu Daohén finished speaking, the image of Qiang Zi swallowing maggots alive flashed in his mind again, and his body couldn't help but tremble.
Yu Daohén ate a lot. Judging by the decoration alone, the food was not cheap, but he had to admit that the dishes were indeed tastier than those served in small restaurants outside.
While they were eating, Huang Weihong gave a look to Wen Jiao beside him, signaling her to pay the bill. Wen Jiao nodded in understanding, said she was going to the restroom, and left.
After the four of them finished their meal and had just reached the parking spot, Huang Weihong's phone suddenly rang.
Huang Weihong took out his phone, looked at it, pressed the answer button, and said, "Hello."
Yu Daohén looked at Huang Weihong and saw his brow furrowed slightly as he said, "Now?"
Although he didn't know what was being said on the other end of the line, he was sure it wasn't good news.
Huang Weihong hung up the phone, his expression somewhat unpleasant. He said awkwardly, "I'm sorry, Young Master Yu. Something has come up at the bureau, and I have to go back and deal with it."
Yu Daohén smiled and said politely, "Brother Huang, don't mention it. Work comes first. You can use the car first. It doesn't matter when I go."
Huang Weihong nodded, cupped his hands, and said, "I will definitely entertain Young Master Yu properly another day."
After speaking, he instructed Wen Jiao to stay and take good care of Yu Daohén, then drove away with Xiao Ke.
Wen Jiao, standing beside him, smiled and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Young Master Yu, to take a taxi with me."
"It's fine, it's all the same what kind of car we take." Yu Daohén was indifferent, as long as they could get to Yanhuo Sect.
Wen Jiao hailed a taxi by the roadside. The two of them got in, and Wen Jiao stated a destination.
The taxi driver said, "Eighty yuan."
Then he started the car and drove towards the place Wen Jiao had mentioned.
Yu Daohén looked at the construction outside. He rarely traveled. Usually, he just ran his shop and slept. Suddenly running around made him feel a bit unsettled. In Jiangdu, if the sky fell, that guy would hold it up, but out here, it was different.
After about twenty minutes, the taxi stopped. They drove along the road for a few minutes, then turned onto a dirt road and drove for a while, finally stopping at the foot of a scenic mountain in the suburbs.
Wen Jiao paid the fare, and the two of them got out of the taxi.
Yu Daohén looked at the scenic mountain ahead. Fengjing Mountain was very large. Although it was called a scenic mountain, it looked no different from the large mountains Yu Daohén had seen elsewhere, even being three times larger and more beautiful.
Following the stone steps upwards, one could see a large incense burner and a temple gate.
Yu Daohén was somewhat surprised. Before coming, he had expected only a small mountain and a small temple, but he hadn't expected it to be so grand. It seemed he lacked worldly experience.
Wen Jiao led Yu Daohén towards the temple.
Walking on the stone steps, Yu Daohén felt an inexplicable nervousness and excitement. He had just learned that Yanhuo Sect had a sect and that he was its leader. Anyone would find it hard to suppress their emotions.
Yanhuo Sect was located in the suburbs, and few pilgrims visited regularly. Unless it was a festival, no one would come to burn incense.
Upon reaching the temple gate, Yu Daohén looked up and saw the black plaque with the words "Yanhuo Sect" inscribed on it.
The gate was very wide, wide enough for four small cars to pass side by side. Yu Daohén had visited the gates of many sects, but he had never seen a sect gate this wide.
Although he knew about the former strength of Yanhuo Sect, hearing about it without seeing it with his own eyes made it hard to believe. But now, seeing this, the legend that it could once rival the three major sects was indeed true.
Yu Daohén grasped the door ring and knocked. After a few minutes, seeing no one came to open the door, Yu Daohén frowned. Why was it so quiet in broad daylight?
Yu Daohén grasped the door ring again and knocked, his voice heavier.
This time, he heard footsteps approaching. The gate was pulled open, and a head poked out to take a look. Seeing Yu Daohén and Wen Jiao, the person pulled open the gate and scratched the back of his head, smiling, "Sorry, the temple has something going on today. If you want to burn incense, please come back tomorrow."
Yu Daohén and Wen Jiao sized up the man before them. He was about seventeen or eighteen years old, plump, wearing a light blue Taoist robe and a black round cap. His large belly was further strained by the robe, making it appear even bigger.
Yu Daohén took out the sect leader's token and held it up for the chubby Taoist to see.
The chubby Taoist looked at it with a puzzled expression. Seeing the chubby fellow's confusion, Yu Daohén frowned. Could this sect leader's token be fake?
Then Yu Daohén shook his head. This sect leader's token was given to him by Elder Hua at the request of Elder Qin. How could it be fake?
"Little Taoist, don't you know what this is?" Yu Daohén asked, unwilling to give up.
The chubby Taoist shook his head, his face full of bewilderment, "I don't know."
Yu Daohén awkwardly put away the sect leader's token and asked, "Where is your sect leader?"
The chubby Taoist still shook his head, "I don't know."
Yu Daohén was somewhat speechless. How could this chubby fellow know nothing? "Then who is in charge here?"