Meanwhile, pieces of a broken bowl flew from midair toward Flossie Wright and her companions' table. Just when they were about to fall, another pair of chopsticks unexpectedly appeared, abruptly holding the fragments in mid-air.
Glenn Hutchinson's eyes seemed to hold a slight chill, his hand holding the chopsticks barely moved. The clamped shard followed the same trajectory back, crashing directly onto the foot of that man. Amid the silence following the loud noise, the clear sound of the porcelain striking the floor was particularly noticeable.
