The diners stared with wide eyes, murmuring in low voices.
"What… what just happened?"
"They're not moving. All of them!"
"It's like they turned to stone!"
One woman gasped. "Wait… could it be… are those people at that table… superhumans?"
Her words spread like fire. The crowd whispered among themselves.
"Superhumans? Here?"
"No way… but it makes sense. How else could they freeze Black Lotus like that?"
"They must be superhumans. Rare ones too. Look at how calm they are."
The air shifted. Fear turned into reverence. People looked at Qin Feng, Su Jiyai, Xi Ping, and Jake with awe, as if gods had descended into the restaurant.
Then, suddenly, a young man from one of the side tables stood up. His eyes were wet with tears as he rushed forward. He fell on his knees in front of Su Jiyai's table, his forehead almost touching the ground.
"Please!" he cried. "Please do justice for me!"
