"Hey, are you friends with this person?" Luofeng looked over at that table and took the initiative to ask.
"No, we're not." The two of them immediately shook their heads.
"We're just sharing a table and don't know each other." Their words were repetitive, and their gazes shifted uneasily. They were likely lying. After all, the police had been called. Who would want to get into more trouble at this point?
Luofeng didn't make an issue of it but reminded them, "The shop has surveillance cameras. You are both witnesses. You know what to do when they arrive, right?"
"Got it, we understand..." The two nodded and replied.
Luofeng nodded in satisfaction, then sat across from Han Feifei and continued enjoying his bittern flapjack.
These large intestines are really good. So fragrant!
"Delicious, not bad. The food recommended by this young lady is impeccable," Luofeng affirmed.
