TCFGBH Chapter 97

The purchasing power of interstellar credits is roughly similar to that of the Chinese yuan. In the capital planet where the average monthly wage is around 20,000 credits, spending half of one’s salary just for a meal is rare and considered extravagant.

Xia Yan was momentarily stunned, unsure of what to say.

Ludwig, who was naturally aloof and somewhat clueless about emotions, was not one to speak sweet words or try to win people’s favor.

So, the two fell into a heavy silence.

In the quiet, a round, rolling robot came over and swiftly and skillfully served the dishes to both of them.

Ludwig ordered numerous dishes for Xia Yan, but each plate contained a small portion. They were exquisitely arranged, giving them an air of luxury that perfectly fit the noble aesthetic.

However, Ludwig’s meal was much simpler—large portions of hearty meat dishes to replenish energy.
Xia Yan looked at his own plate and then at Ludwig’s, feeling a slight twinge of guilt. After a long silence, he hummed and said, “I’ll pay you back.”

“No need.” Ludwig thought for a moment, then added, “It’s my honor to treat you to a meal.”

When he said this, his face remained expressionless. His handsome features were almost sculpted, giving off a somewhat inhuman coldness, but his gaze was sincere, with no trace of mockery, as if his words came from the heart.

“???”

Xia Yan was confused. On one hand, he thought something was off with Ludwig, but on the other hand, the way he spoke seemed to align so perfectly with the original owner’s character, leaving him with no way to argue.

With no one speaking, the atmosphere became quiet again.

Halfway through the meal, the original’s two lackeys hurried over.

“Young master.” With a delicate face and a somewhat frail build, Bernie scanned Xia Yan from top to bottom. Seeing that Xia Yan was unharmed and his hair as perfect as ever, he finally relaxed. Only then did he have the energy to scold a certain ill-intentioned fool.

A long list of harsh words poured from his mouth, insulting Hans as worthless trash, almost wishing he could die to atone for his actions.

The other lackey, tall and more reserved, didn’t speak but nodded occasionally in agreement with Bernie, sharing his disdain. Xia Yan thought that if Hans were here in the cafeteria, they might very well break the rules and start fighting.