Was it anger borne of embarrassment?
Gao Guang's seat had a direct view of the teahouse door, and he had watched several people enter, though they didn't seem to pose much of a problem.
Moussa's signal was a bit abrupt.
But regardless of whether it was anger borne of embarrassment, once a signal is set, it must be used, and once used, it must be executed without fail—even if Moussa was angered, the prearranged plan had to be carried out immediately.
In total, six people entered one after another. From the third one entering, something was off with Moussa, and by the time the sixth person entered, Moussa had started jumping and flipping the bird.
As for those who entered and saw someone jumping around, giving them the finger, and stuttering in a language they couldn't understand, each looked even more confused than Moussa.
All their attention was drawn to Moussa; the people entering were half surprised, half angry, because flipping the bird is a gesture understood worldwide.