The Auntie looked really scared. She wanted to go up and stop them, but was too afraid to.
Mu Xiaoxiao leaned close and whispered into Yin Shaojie's ear, "There are a lot of people. Can you handle them?"
Additionally, the foreigners looked really big and burly. Their large frames looked imposing and formidable.
"What do you think?" Yin Shaojie asked instead, smiling.
Suddenly, things took a sharp turn.
Before the hoodlums could come in, a squad of police officers appeared out of nowhere and surrounded them.
Chris put his fork down. Taking out a handkerchief from his front pocket, he wiped his mouth elegantly as he surveyed the chaotic scene outside calmly.
"Did you do this?" Yin Shaojie looked at him and asked.
He had noticed Chris using his phone when he had been talking to Xiaoxiao, but he had not expected him to have called the police.
"I don't like it when my mealtime is disturbed," Chris said mildly.