Yang Yan had just settled down and was about to pour himself a drink when he suddenly sensed something, causing his action to pause.
A man with dark skin, dressed in a suit and having an imposing physique, approached.
Behind him followed three relatively slimmer bodyguards.
Strangely enough, all four of them were wearing identical outfits, with the leader being such a distinctive figure.
The four seemed to be looking for a seat, surveying the area around Yang Yan and Ao Tian for a while before looking down.
The leader suddenly flashed a smile.
With a large black hand like a fan, he slapped it on the table in front of Yang Yan and spoke in a booming voice:
"Hey, there's no space here anymore, but I see there's room for two more. Do you mind?"
Yang Yan glanced at him and smiled noncommittally.
Indeed, there was room for two more people here.
If it were only that, Yang Yan could naturally nod amicably.
Unexpectedly, the big man laughed again:
