Walker Of The Worlds Chapter 2642 Disturbance At The Shop

Chapter 2642  Disturbance At The Shop

Upon hearing her grandfather's words, Dou Qi's expression s.h.i.+fted.

"Grandpa! I told you, I don't want to marry right now," Dou Qi pouted, her cheeks puffed slightly in protest.

"Alright, alright, I won't nag you anymore," Doumen chuckled, raising his hands in mock surrender.

"Though, there is something else," Dou Qi added, her tone growing serious.

"What is it?" Doumen asked, his brows furrowing.

"There's been a rather peculiar customer… He's been here for seven days straight and hasn't left the book house," Dou Qi reported.

"Seven days?" The old man's surprise was evident. "Don't tell me he's freeloading, is he?" Doumen narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

"No, no," Dou Qi quickly shook her head. "He's already bought over fifty pots of tea," she explained.

"Fifty pots? At least he's a paying customer," Doumen muttered, his tone softening.

It wasn't common to see someone linger in the book house for an entire week. They had regular patrons who visited daily, some even staying for over twelve hours at a time, sipping tea and reading. However, someone staying for seven consecutive days was unusual.

After all, the book house wasn't known for its rare or valuable texts. Its appeal lay in the quality of its tea rather than its modest collection of books, which could be found in most other shops or libraries. For someone to dedicate so much time here was highly unexpected.

"Is he searching for something specific?" Doumen wondered aloud. "Maybe something he can't find elsewhere?"

"It's possible. The last time I checked, he was engrossed in geography books and maps," Dou Qi replied.

"Hmm… Where is he now?" Doumen asked, glancing at the empty first floor.

"He's upstairs," Dou Qi informed him.

"I'll go have a look myself," Doumen decided, heading up the stairs.

When he reached the second floor, he scanned the room but didn't immediately see Lin Mu. Peering through the shelves, he finally spotted him at the far end of the room, standing by the travelogue section.

Lin Mu had several books in hand and was in the process of returning them to the shelves. He seemed to sense Doumen's presence and turned around.

"Did you find what you were looking for?" Doumen asked, his tone polite. "Though I doubt we have anything rare or extraordinary here."

"Sorry?" Lin Mu asked, a bit puzzled.

"You're not here searching for rare texts?" Doumen clarified.

"Oh, no," Lin Mu replied with a small smile. "I've just been reading whatever caught my interest. I'm new to this city—and this world—so I'm trying to learn as much as I can."

"I see. I hope my humble shop has been helpful to you," the old man said warmly.

"Oh, so you're Doumen?" Lin Mu finally connected the dots.

"Haha, indeed," the old man replied with a nod. "I must thank you for being such a good customer. I think we've sold more tea to you alone than to all our customers combined in the past two weeks!" he joked with a hearty laugh.

"Your tea is truly exceptional," Lin Mu praised. "Would it be possible to purchase some to take with me?"

"Ah, I'm sorry, but we only sell brewed tea here," Doumen explained apologetically. "We're a small operation, and all our tea comes from our family farm. We only grow enough to serve the tea brewed fresh in the shop."

"That's fine," Lin Mu said, unfazed.

From observing the shop, Lin Mu could tell that Doumen's book house was a modest operation. Other than Dou Qi and Doumen, there didn't seem to be anyone else running the place. Dou Qi handled the tea, manned the counter, and even served as a waitress—all by herself.

CRAs.h.!.+

SHATTER!

The sound of something breaking echoed from downstairs, cutting through their conversation.

"AH! Leave me be, you fiends!" Dou Qi's frantic voice rang out, filled with distress.

"What's happening?" Lin Mu asked, startled.

The old man's face darkened with fury.

"d.a.m.n those b.a.s.t.a.r.ds! They're back again?" Doumen shouted, rus.h.i.+ng downstairs.

Lin Mu followed quickly, extending his Immortal sense to a.s.sess the situation below.

On the first floor, Dou Qi was being held by a man dressed in blue and yellow robes. His sleeves and shoulders bore intricate designs, and on his back, a symbol of a river winding around an axe was prominently displayed.

Six other men accompanied him. Three were clad in servant attire, while the remaining three wore robes bearing the symbol of a branch curving over a pond, clearly signifying a clan.

"Haha! You can't escape this time, Dou Qi!" one of the men sneered. "We've brought Young Master Chiji Ou with us!"

He had a smug, self-satisfied grin as he spoke.

"So this is the woman you mentioned, Teng Yi?" Chiji Ou, the man in blue and yellow, said, his eyes raking over Dou Qi. "I must say, she's quite the delicate flower."

His sleazy smile grew wider as he ran his hand down Dou Qi's back.

"You should just submit and serve Young Master Chiji Ou," one of the other men jeered, egging him on.

"Never!" Dou Qi cried, her voice trembling as tears welled in her eyes.

"YOU b.a.s.t.a.r.dS! LEAVE MY GRANDDAUGHTER ALONE!" Doumen roared as he charged forward, his fury palpable.

With a clenched fist, he swung at Chiji Ou, aiming to free Dou Qi.

"Hmph! Know your place!" Chiji Ou scoffed, casually flicking his hand.

A whip of water materialized and lashed out, striking Doumen with enough force to send him flying across the room.

"Grandpa!" Dou Qi screamed, her voice breaking as she watched her grandfather collapse to the ground.

Chiji Ou's grip was far too strong.

Feeling desperate she bit down on the man's hand, making him cry in pain.

"ARGH! You b.i.t.c.h!" Feeling furious at the transgression, Chiji Ou swung his hand, slapping the woman.

Thud

But instead of a crisp slapping sound, a dull thud was heard.

"ARRGH! Who?" Chiji Ou felt like his hand had hit a steel wall instead.

Dou Qi looked through the gaps in her arms that were in a defensive position and saw the long term customer standing there.