"Food competition grab?"
Xia Yu stopped in his tracks.
Zhou Li and Zhou Hu, the muscular brothers, exchanged a glance and focused their eyes on Xia Yu.
Feeling the stares from behind, Xia Yu couldn't help but laugh and cry.
Fine!
He had just returned to the country and was already encountering all sorts of trouble.
However, Xia Yu was more interested in the instigator; he glanced over and whistled softly, admiring a handsome young man.
A few steps away, a young man with shoulder-length hair, wearing shiny earrings and a fashionable suit appeared, at first glance, to be a celebrity, with a quite powerful aura of confidence.
"Who are you?"
Xia Yu nodded toward him.
"I am Zhao Qi," the young man responded with a bright, toothy smile that was somewhat dazzling.
"Zhao Qi?"
Xia Yu nodded again and then turned to leave. Zhao Qi was not prepared for such a reaction, paused for a moment, and then shouted, "Hey, the food competition hasn't started yet! Where are you going?"
