He didn't expect to fail in his duty when his mistress trusted him and had always left the restaurant's matters to him to handle.
"We've fed these ungrateful bastards porridge for so long, but they're biting back in the end." Zhou Ying was pissed.
"I'll have to report this to the authorities," she turned around and said.
"No need; it's no use as they've already run away." Fang Qing shook his head.
"How is it useless? If we report this to the authorities, at least the officers and soldiers will strengthen their patrols. The rest of those refugees won't dare act so openly again." After Zhou Ying finished speaking, she turned around and went to Tian Jingzhong, informing him of the situation.
Tian Jingzhong sighed and said, "To be honest, three families in town reported the case this morning. I heard some rich families in the village below were also robbed."
