Many people present understood F language, and as they listened to the conversation among the few individuals, their expressions changed before they cast a glance at Gu Zhiqi.
Gu Zhiqi's expression showed no change, just lightly lowered her eyes, looking at her phone, focusing on the screen, and said lazily,
"Three minutes."
The group of burly men, hearing this, quickened the pace of their clean-up even more.
The girl who had almost been knocked into the table hesitated for a while, and finally, clutching the hem of her clothes, quietly moved to Gu Zhiqi's side and whispered, "Miss, thank you for what happened just now."
"It's nothing," Gu Zhiqi responded casually.
"You should leave quickly, they've called for people from the Ever Winning Army," the girl leaned in closer to Gu Zhiqi and whispered again.
As the girl spoke, the lead burly man suddenly looked up, giving the girl a ferocious glare.
The woman, taken aback by this, abruptly stepped back two steps.
