At that moment,
the Shop Assistant approached once again, carrying a dish of roasted meat. Suddenly, he noticed the piercing gaze of the three strange and distinguished guests converging upon him.
The Shop Assistant trembled all over with fright.
Especially under the scrutinizing gaze of Fan Wu, the Shop Assistant wasn't sure if it was his own misconception or not, but he had the eerie feeling that his life was hanging by a thread.
This terrifying sense of oppression nearly caused him to drop the plate of roasted meat he held in his hands.
"Ser… sirs…" the Shop Assistant stammered, his voice trembling, "Your… your second dish has… has been served."
Then, the Shop Assistant saw Fan Wu rise from his chair, his towering height causing the Shop Assistant to fall onto the cold ground in fear.
"Where is the kitchen?" Fan Wu towered over the Shop Assistant. He hadn't actually exerted any intimidating aura; he merely stood up and asked the other party a question.
