The woman seemed to be very happy with what she witnessed.
"Brother, I'm fine. There is no need to care about these yokels. Let's go!"
"A lady has to be respected and should not be taken advantage of."
"Alright, noted."
"Let's go."
...
The conversation was rather soft. It was just like an ordinary chatter in the room. If it happened earlier when the restaurant was full of noise, their conversation would naturally not be heard. However, the scene was too shocking to the crowd. No matter if it was at the lobby, first floor or second floor, everyone was quiet. Thus, their conversation seemed a bit loud.
The people downstairs were angry but also embarrassed, especially the male host, whose hand had been broken. His face was red. Besides being angry, these people were also quite curious. Who was this so-called 'brother'? It was so unusual that he could make the beautiful woman so obedient to listen to him.
