Chen Yu heaved a long sigh and took two steps forward.
"Old man, you said that the food from my restaurant killed someone. I need you to bring out the evidence, or have the victim come here, and I will fully compensate."
The elder seemed not to expect Chen Yu to be so assertive and was momentarily stunned.
His voice also started to falter.
Just then, two other elders of similar age strode over furiously, and immediately pulled out several death certificates from their clothes and threw them in front of Chen Yu.
"How can you be so heartless? Your shop has killed people, and you're still acting as if nothing's wrong here. Hurry up and discuss the compensation, or we'll contact the relevant people to smash your shop."
Chen Yu's brow furrowed tightly; he understood that these people were simply here to make trouble.
And judging by the direction they came from, they must be residents of the building right in front of him.
