This person wore flip-flops, jeans, and a T-shirt. He had an earring dangling from one ear, and his body was so covered in tattoos that he resembled a leopard.
"Brother Leopard is here! Please, come right in!"
Seeing this man, the waiter's attitude changed completely, as if he were a grandson greeting his grandfather. He was all nods and bows.
The man called Brother Leopard shoved Yang Qi aside and strode inside. "What kind of riff-raff thinks they can steal my spot? Are you looking for death? Xiao Liu, remember their faces. They're banned from eating here from now on."
"Hold on!" Yang Qi blocked Brother Leopard's path. He spoke coldly, "There's a first-come, first-served rule everywhere. I don't care who he is; he was behind us. If we can't eat today, then neither can he!"
"Oh-ho!" Brother Leopard laughed. "Where did this greenhorn come from, daring to oppose me, Brother Leopard?"
