The door to the restaurant was pushed open as a file of people walked in.
They had powerful auras and they exuded a superior air.
Their holier-than-thou aura was suffocating.
It was business hours and the restaurant was rather full.
The regulars looked at the visitors and they could tell that they had come to cause trouble.
Their momentum quickly ruined the calm and homey atmosphere.
Lu Ling was busy serving the guest and was not there to welcome them.
This displeased Que Mo very much.
He might speak politely and handle himself with a gentle manner, but he was the most prideful of the lot.
"Why are the services here so bad? Do you not want to do business anymore?"
"What are you waiting for? Get us a table."
The members of the Que family started shouting demands with haughty expressions.
