Blech...
He felt extremely uncomfortable in his mouth, spat out, and unexpectedly shot out a big tooth.
His teeth were already yellow and wobbly because he neglected his diet and didn't care about hygiene, and now with the slap from the waiter, one actually fell out.
The waiter looked at his reddened palm, somewhat disbelieving.
"I... I really hit so hard?"
Ouyang Chengze found it amusing, patted his shoulder: "Don't worry, the County Lord will cover for you! It was just a mad dog, what's so wrong with hitting it!"
Fan Jian nearly spat out old blood again.
Getting hit was one thing, but being called a mad dog was completely rubbing his face into the ground.
Those dining in the restaurant, apart from the waiter, some had suffered at Fan Jian's hands before, and seeing him humbled like this, found it terribly satisfying.
