"Of course!"
Wu Xiu had no idea that the call hadn't come from Wu Heng at all, but from Wu Feng using a voice changer. To avoid being discovered, he had deliberately spoken only a few words. Of course, the phone he used was indeed Wu Heng's.
After Wu Xiu left, Zheng Bunai arrived with his men at Yang Qi's table.
Li Qingyan frowned, feeling uncomfortable being watched while eating.
"Is there a problem?" Yang Qi asked, looking up.
Zheng Bunai looked at Yang Qi and sneered, "You brat, you still have the appetite to eat? Do you have any idea who I am?"
He waved his hand, and his followers immediately began driving the other diners out of the restaurant. The customers, not daring to confront these lunatics, hurriedly fled.
The owner was devastated; they hadn't paid their bills. All his work today had been for nothing.
"Don't worry, Boss. This gentleman here will pay later," Yang Qi said with a smile, gesturing toward Zheng Bunai.
