"What are you dawdling here for? Weren't you supposed to be chasing someone down to fight?"
Liu Han saw Liu Jinmiao and the others stop chasing and just standing there, bewildered, his eyebrows involuntarily furrowing. What's with this bunch of lads? Get on with what you should be doing—why are you standing around like a bunch of statues? Thinking they're here to freeload a meal off me?
"This..."
Liu Jinmiao didn't know what to say. What the hell was going on here? They had come to beat up Ye Xiaofei, but why was Liu Han now sitting and eating with him?
What does this mean?
"What? Is there something you can't say?"
Liu Han stared at Liu Jinmiao, feeling that something was very strange. He blinked and said, "Could it be that the person you're after is Mr. Ye?"
He wasn't a fool and could sense that something was off.
"No... not at all!"
