Stop?
Stop what? Who the hell do you think you are?
The leader had his shirt hanging open, revealing a broad chest covered in black hair. He was powerfully built. He glanced at Zhou Heng and said with a smile that did not reach his eyes, "Guest, you should just eat your meal peacefully and stop making trouble!"
Zhou Heng's smile did not change. "I happen to enjoy making trouble."
"Brother! Brother!" Ling Fei, the former young proprietor who had been freeloading, seized the chance to scramble up and throw himself at Zhou Heng's feet. He reached out to hug Zhou Heng's thigh, but Zhou Heng lifted his foot, leaving him clutching at empty air. He ended up hugging a table leg instead.
He did not mind in the least. "Brother, you have to stand up for me! They colluded with outsiders to steal my family's restaurant and angered my father to death! If you can take the restaurant back, I'll give you thirty percent!"
He was truly generous with other people's wealth!
Zhou Heng shook his head. That Young Master Bai who had seized another's property by force was no good man, but this fellow was no saint either! If he did not feel awkward about dining and dashing, he truly would not want to meddle in such a matter!
"Guest, Quiet Pavilion belongs to Young Master Bai! Young Master Bai—did you hear that?" the black-haired man said arrogantly. Clearly, this backing was supposed to be more than solid enough.
But how could Zhou Heng know who Young Master Bai was?
He smiled faintly. "This is my first time here. I don't know who Young Master Bai is. Why don't you introduce him to me?"
Introduce him? What the fuck do you take me for?
The black-haired man flew