Yan Liangxi could clearly feel the strength in Zhang Fan's arm; Zhang Fan's words carried a significant threat, but all Yan Liangxi could do was desperately hope that Zhang Fan wouldn't act on it.
Otherwise, the thirty-some people lying on the ground would serve as his example.
Damn it, just wait until you get yours. Once Captain Xu arrives, he'll make sure you're dead.
A group of people stood watching Yan Liangxi, who was trembling like a vibrating machine, dumbfounded. Was this the same arrogant and imperious manager of the Starlight Hall?
"Hey, I'm talking to you." Zhang Fan's arm exerted force again, almost slapping Yan Liangxi to the ground with a single palm.
"No, no, no, it was all the fault of those damned guys. Young man, well done," Yan Liangxi hastily replied through clenched teeth.
Zhang Fan nodded in satisfaction, "That's more like it. So, can we go in and have our meal now?"
Yan Liangxi's smile was uglier than crying as he quickly nodded: "Yes, yes."
