The man subconsciously gulped as he stared intently at the apple and water in Fangzheng's hand.
Finally, the man could not take it any longer. He suddenly rushed forward and shouted, "You bumped into me. You have to compensate me with these items! Give me these to make up for the money!"
When Hua Yue saw this, she panicked and was about to shout something.
The monk slowly pulled out a small knife from behind him.
When the man saw this, he immediately stood rooted to the ground and stopped moving.
Fangzheng smiled. "Patron, what are you doing? Are you robbing?"
The man looked at the knife in Fangzheng's hand and nodded. "You are ruthless. You are ruthless!"
