"En?"
As Chu Xian and the others chatted, he sudddenly noticed eight young men heading over to the store. He frowned somewhat, and after a second, turned around and looked behind him.
"They really refuse to stop? Looks like they want to play rough?" Chu Xian's eyes flashed cold as he looked at the incoming men. He placed his hand on the small of Xiao Ying's back and said to his group, "You all chat without me for a bit. I need to go take care of something."
None of them noticed Chu XIan's odd expression, and they just nodded in reply.
The eight young men were already at the entrance of the store, and Chu Xian walked over to receive them.
"Hey, brothers, let us in. Don't you know that your customer is god?"