"What's going on now? Can I at least eat in peace?" Meng Ping snapped, putting down his chopsticks, his handsome face full of hostility, "Keep making noise and get the hell out."
"Boss, just now the Living Yama showed up, and he brought weapons."
This time, the Southern client was so scared he nearly hid under the table, "Second Young Master Meng, who… who have you offended?"
"Oh! I might have offended the old man of my family." Meng Ping put down his chopsticks, wishing he could kick the little fat man, "Damn it, why didn't you tell me the Living Yama was here?"
"You said they wouldn't dare make a move, plus when I came, the Living Yama wasn't here yet." The little fat man felt very wronged.
"Hai Shen won't take action but the Living Yama definitely will." Meng Ping rushed out in a fury. Others might not get it, but he sure did.
