Yang Gang suddenly stood up, grabbed the tray with Kung Pao chicken rice, and slammed it right into Fu Yan's face.
"I've already said it's affecting my meal; are you deaf? But speaking of which, what the hell is G13? I was only away from school for a little while, and now there's a G13?"
The entire restaurant was stunned into silence.
Quite a few people who knew Fu Yan's identity were dry-throated and couldn't help but feel nervous for Yang Gang, standing on the same social level.
Of course, there were also many who were secretly thrilled by the scene.
In fact, many people had long been discontented with the arbitrary and overbearing behavior of the G13 group and their lackeys. They found themselves in weaker positions with no power or influence, merely foils for the powerful—a helpless fate. Seeing the usually domineering 'bully nobility' got his face covered in rice today, they naturally felt a surge of satisfaction.
But how would this 'people's hero' clean up this mess now?