Genius Mage in a Cultivation World

Chapter 200 - Meeting At The Cafe

Consal sat in his preferred chair at the cafe, sipping on the rich, dark liquid in his cup. The delicate sea breeze caressed his bearded face while half-naked servants continued to please his eyes. 

The glistering sweat on their delicious bodies continued to appear as the girls worked hard to serve all the guests at the establishment. 

"The hell are you doing here?" the middle-aged man asked, taking another sip. 

"I knew I could find you here," Jeah smiled, approaching the outdoor table and taking a seat in one of the free spots. "How is your health?" he asked. 

"Cut to the chase," Consal lowered his eyes at the young man. Unfortunately, his expression wasn't pleased at all. "I know you wouldn't waste your time to come here and just ask for my wellbeing," he said, spouting out facts without a care in the world. 

"And that's what I love about you, man," Jeah smiled, relaxing back in the chair.. "You are one of the few people in the continent that still treat me as such," he said, gently raising his hand to call for a waitress. 

"Excuse me, I will take a cup of what my friend is having," Jeah smiled at the young girl, keeping his stare at her eyes. "Also," he added, turning his eyes towards Consal, "if you would be as kind as to offer him a refill..."

"Right away, sir," the girl replied, lowering her head with respect before disappearing back into the wooden shed outfitted with the cooking utensils. 

"What was that for?" Consal asked, twisting his lips in an ugly grimace. "If you came here to bother me," he started, throwing an angry look at the young man. 

"Come on," Jeah scoffed, taking upon the airs. "Is that how you are going to answer the Star Emperor himself?" he asked in a light tone.

"This is the way I will talk with someone whose ass I smacked in the past, and I will whack in the near future if he will keep bothering me," Consul replied, openly threatening the young man. 

"Damn," Jeah lowered himself in his chair. "That hurt me back then. I couldn't walk for two weeks straight!" he uttered through his tightened teeth, clearly recalling the distant memory in vivid colors. 

"You better hurry up and cough up what brought you here, then," Consal replied, turning his annoyed eyes at the young man. "My patience is limited," he added before turning his eyes away. 

The waitress from before, dressed in only a short piece of white cloth tightly wrapped around her hips and another one covering her chest, approached their table. She held a pot of boiling hot water in one hand along with a coffee-making set in the other. 

"Sir, if I may," the girl interrupted the meeting without even the slightest hesitation. As if reading the wishes of the young man, she turned her back to the older of the two before setting the entire equipment up on the table. 

"Consider this an opening to our conversation," Jeah whispered in a scheming voice before releasing a hearty chuckle. 

At the same time, the waitress started the coffee-making ritual. Bending her upper body forward, she almost shoved her backside into Consal's face. Yet, despite almost exposing her entire self, she somehow controlled her hips so that the treasure hidden below the cloth would remain like that. 

At the same time, her hands started to do the real magic. She took a perfectly shaped spoon of the dark powder before pouring it into a fresh cup. She then pressed a tight, wooden mesh on the powder with what seemed like an extremely thin cloth wrapped around the entire wooden thing. 

Then, with all the preparations done, the girl straightened herself up, walking around the table a bit as to face Consal. 

"Sir," she said, bending her back in half as she picked up the pot with hot water, all the while allowing Consal a long and pleasant look at her exposed and sweaty cleavage. Then, she brought the neck of the kettle towards the cup, starting to pour the boiling water into the cup. 

Bit by bit, the girl brought her back up. Even though she kept her eyes on the decorative cup she was pouring the water in, her blush made it clear that she was aware of all the greedy stares originating from Consal's eyes. 

Soon, the additional service was over. With water reaching the very top of the cup, the girl picked up a thin yet long silver hook before submerging it into the cup. Then, with a swift yet steady pull, she brought the wooden mesh with all the coffee dust out. 

"Sir, enjoy your coffee," the girl said before turning around and hurriedly leaving. 

"That was something else," Jeah muttered under his nose before moving his eyes on his old friend. "Wasn't it?" he then asked. 

"What the hell do you want from me?" Consal muttered in a cold voice. The huge mood improvement caused by the girl was instantly replaced with a freezing cold rage once the girl left. 

"I have some rats trying to take over one of the stone farms," Jeah revealed. For the first time since he arrived, his looks turned back to how he would appear back in his throne room. "They disobeyed my people and even killed my envoy," Jeah said, gritting his teeth. 

"What's in it for me?" Consal asked, leisurely taking a sip of his fresh coffee. "That empire of yours was your sole ambition," he added after a moment, throwing Jaeh a hateful stare. "You abandoned the party on your own, and now you want us to work for you?" he asked before shaking his head. "Dream on!" Consal asked, taking another sip as he moved his eyes back at the shapely bodies of the girl parading through the terrace. 

"If you help me out, I will give you a restoration nut," Jeah mentioned casually before throwing a look at Consal's pants. "Didn't you hear? With it, maybe you could fix your thing back to how it used to be."

For a moment, Consal remained silent. Then, he threw one more look at the girls walking around in skimpy outfits. Next, the sparks of a strange fire exploded in his eyes. 

"Now, now, at least you learned how to start a conversation," Consal said in a reconciler tone. "Now, what kind of mission are we talking about?" he asked, calmly taking another sip of coffee as he looked at the young man bearing the role of the continental Star Emperor.