Su Yan didn't say anything, only shifted her gaze back and continued eating with her head lowered.
After just a couple of bites.
Su Yan's chopsticks changed direction. She threw one away and gripped the other like a knife, turned around, and with a 'snap'.
It was thrust into a sleazy hand that reached over.
Silence instantly permeated the entire hall.
Even Hong Dou was shocked into standing still.
The next second, the man let out a scream of agony.
He fell to the ground, holding his blood-drenched hand that had been pierced by the chopstick, wailing miserably.
Su Yan slowly stood up, looking at Hong Dou
"This spot is a bit dirty, let's move to a table nearby to eat."
Hong Dou snapped out of her shock
"Okay, Young Master,"
She hurriedly moved the dishes on the table to another table next to them.
Those who were eating with the man on the floor had initially taken an attitude of watching a drama unfold.
