Roar of the Supreme Warrior novel Chapter 493

The first thing he did after he woke up was head to the city.

He drove to the city, found a busy noodle restaurant, and ordered a bowl of mutton noodles.

This restaurant was doing well, the tables were all fully seated.

James managed to snag the only empty table, so he sat there and waited for his order.

Just then, a dark-haired woman in a long, black dress and a pair of sunglasses on her face arrived. She looked around for a seat, but only James’s table had another unoccupied seat.

She exchanged polite smiles with James before she sat down in front of him.

A waiter passed them by, and she ordered, “One mutton noodles, large, extra mutton, and noodles, please.”

James did not pay attention to the person in front of him. He was occupied with a game on his mobile phone.

Cynthia Dawn looked around curiously after she placed her order. Finally, her eyes settled on James, and she asked him seriously, “What game are you playing, sir?”

James looked up from her phone at her.

He said, “Am I that old? I’m 27.”

Cynthia pulled a face at him. “27 is old.”

James studied her.

Although she was sitting, he guessed her height must be around 170 centimeters. She had a good figure, the dress conformed to her curves well. Oversized sunglasses covered half of her face, but he could still see her fair skin and delicate features.

She was a youthful beauty.

Cynthia took her sunglasses off, revealing her big, lively eyes. “Is that game really that much fun? Look at this hottie in front of you. Aren’t I worth your attention?”

Cynthia seemed confident in her appeal.

Just then, the waiter came with a bowl of noodles, “Sir, this is yours, please enjoy.”

James immediately chowed down.

He did not pay any heed Cynthia, which made her frustrated.

Being the number one beauty queen of the North, she was used to being the center of attention wherever she went.

“Hmph,” Luther scowled at James. “How dare he take something from your hands?”

Cynthia warned him. “He is my friend, do not do anything to him.”

James ignored the commotion and kept eating.

Cynthia tried to pull him away from the table. “Stop eating! you’re going die if we don’t leave right now.”

She eventually dragged James off in her hands.

“I-I haven’t finished my noodles… what… let me go!”

Cynthia dragged him all the way out and screeched at Luther. “Do not follow me, Luther!”

“Stop them.”

The man barked.

Dozens of men in black suits stood before Cynthia and James.