However, before the two could react, Shi Feng from the opposite side couldn't sit still.
Seeing his old brothers being bullied, he suddenly stood up from the chair, his fists tightly clenched, furiously glaring at Brother Xiong, just about to speak, but Lao Wai beside him raised a hand pressing on his shoulder, and shook his head at him.
"What, you're not happy about this?" The buzz-cut youth, who splashed Lao Wai with tea, stared at Shi Feng, his words provoking.
Shi Feng stiffened his neck, about to rise again, but Lao Wai didn't give him a chance, holding down his shoulder firmly. Then, he wiped the water stains off his face and squeezed a smile once more.
"Hehe, Brother Xiong, it's all a misunderstanding. I'm also friends with Lao Sun from Puxin District, we're all our own people."
