"If you're broke, don't come to this kind of place to eat. You two look so poor, it really ruins my mood."
While the grandfather and grandson were chatting, at a neighboring table, a plump man with a strong smell of copper, dressed in a lavish manner, was speaking with disdain.
Beside him, there was a girl as beautiful as a flower, dressed provocatively, who leaned into the man's embrace, rolling her eyes as she followed his words.
"Does where we eat have anything to do with you?"
Xia Tianming's eyes turned cold upon hearing this, and he turned his head to look at the fat man.
"Oh, your mouth is quite tough. From the look in your eyes, do you actually want to come and beat me up?"
The fat man burst into laughter, pointing his chubby finger at Xia Tianming: "Haven't you gone out to find out whose business the Dragon Pawnshop in the Imperial Capital belongs to? How dare you talk back to Master Zhang?"
