In an instant, the entire restaurant echoed with horrific wails.
Gu Qiangwei and Huo Yishan, coming down from the second floor, were also shocked and stopped at the stairway upon witnessing the scene.
From their angle, it was clear that the fork had flown out of Qin Sijue's hand.
In a moment, as those screams sounded, the restaurant plunged into chaos.
However, Qin Sijue's expression remained unchanged, his eyes as deep as the night, glanced slightly, and he saw Gu Qiangwei was already downstairs. Then, he turned to a waiter, perhaps intimidated by the coldness in his dark eyes. Upon meeting his gaze, the waiter flinched and then hesitantly approached.
"Sir, what can I do for you?" the waiter asked, trembling.
The next second, Qin Sijue pulled out a gold card from his wallet and said calmly, "Check, please."
Hearing it was time to pay, the waiter breathed a sigh of relief and walked toward the cashier with the card.
