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With a "whoosh," the startled Li Huowang abruptly stood up, retreating several steps.
The sound of the stool hitting the ground immediately caught the attention of the stall owner, who carefully approached with concern. "Esteemed guest? What's the matter? Is the noodle dish not to your liking, or is the soup off? Shall I get you another bowl?"
Li Huowang, whose face had turned extremely unsightly, glanced at the man and then at his pregnant wife. Without another word, he tossed down a piece of silver and hurriedly left in his horse-drawn cart.
"Esteemed guest, you've given too much, a bowl of noodles doesn't cost this much!" The stall owner's voice only made the horse cart speed up.
On the speeding horse cart, Li Huowang covered his stomach with a weird expression, "What's going on? Did Black Taishui just parrot that sentence, or does it really think I'm its dad?"
