Hearing Li Zongbing's voice, Qin Yu narrowed his eyes—wasn't this his good cousin, Li Zongbing? It was he who had broken the vase years ago and falsely blamed Qin Yu for it!
Qin Yu clenched and then loosened his fists; Vivi's illness was more important, he must avoid further complications for now and would seek justice from the Houtu Sect after Vivi was cured!
Li Zongbing, a rather burly man, glared fiercely, startling the server, Juanzi, into a shiver as she stammered, "S… Sir, I'm sorry, but the… the tables are all full."
"Oh? They are full? How come I see plenty of seats? Hey, what are you looking at, I'm talking to you brats! Have you finished your meals? Hurry up and give up your seats for us."
The group of youths were infuriated, their faces turning red, but from the previous encounter, they knew these men were too influential to confront. The youths could only stand up and leave, faces contorted with frustration.
