Ethan got irritated. A moment before, the waiter had used a tone he didn't like, so he taught him a lesson. But now, when he wanted to eat, this interruption annoyed him.
He didn't even look behind—he used his mental energy to grab that punk who shouted and tossed him outside.
He was eating peacefully.
The restaurant became silent.
"Who is he? He actually threw John's lackey?"
"Who knows? Maybe new to the Chaos City."
Ethan didn't care about that. He was thinking—this was the Chaos City, not a town where gangsters ran rampant. Why were powerful people behaving like punks?
It didn't matter how powerful you became, your inner nature would never change.
Ethan slowly finished his meal and asked for the bill. The waiter took the bill, but he was stopped by a man.
Not a man, but a gang of people.
They came in front of Ethan and asked, "Did you throw Ron out of the restaurant?"
