"What do you want with me?" Boss Han sneered, grabbed An Qingyu's unfinished tray, and flung it against the wall beside them!
Clang—!!
The crisp ringing echoed through the empty, deathly silent cafeteria. Food scattered across the floor as Boss Han narrowed his eyes slightly and looked down at An Qingyu.
"One-Eye and Scarface... you killed them, didn't you?" His voice was icy to the bone.
An Qingyu did not answer his question. He did not even spare him a glance. His gaze was fixed entirely on the figure that had just entered the cafeteria, and he rose directly from his seat.
The moment he stood, the surrounding prisoners collectively stepped half a pace forward, tightly hemming him in, their eyes filled with warning.
"Move. I need to find someone." An Qingyu frowned slightly.
"Find someone? I'm talking to you! You looking down on me?!" Boss Han roared.
Just then, one of the lackeys beside him turned to look, an odd expression appearing on his face. He leaned close and whispered something into Boss Han's ear.
Boss Han froze, then turned around. Lin Qiye was walking to the serving window as though no one else existed, preparing to get food without even looking in their direction.
"That kid?" Boss Han muttered. He glanced at An Qingyu, seeming to realize something as a cold smile appeared on his lips. "He's the one you want to find?"
Without waiting for An Qingyu to answer, Boss Han continued, "Fine. This is a rare opportunity. I'll kill both of you together and save myself the trouble next time."
With that, he gave a look to the lackey beside him. The man immediately led more than a dozen people toward Lin Qiye with fierce momentum.
After taking his tray, Lin Qiye turned around, intending