The person turned his head, looking at the stern-faced man, "What do you think you're doing? What right do you have to touch me? You yellow-skinned..."
Before Yin Tian had a chance to speak, Yue Tao, seeing Yin Tian make a move, had already reached out, grabbed the man by the neck, and pressed down hard.
There was a loud bang as the man's head forcibly struck the table, almost causing the stable piece of furniture to fall apart!
The others at the table all changed expressions, quickly got to their feet, and glared angrily at Yue Tao.
As for the man who had been pressed onto the table, he was dazed from the impact, unable to utter a single word.
"Why hit him so hard?"
Yin Tian glanced at Yue Tao but couldn't hide the hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth.
Yue Tao breathed a sigh of relief, knowing he hadn't had good intentions but done the wrong thing.
Then, Yin Tian turned to the others who had spoken, "What's the meaning of this?"
"What's the meaning?"
