The other patrons stopped their conversations and turned their gazes to Zhong Yewu. Anyone could tell that Little Moustache was deliberately looking for trouble.
Even a mighty dragon can't crush a local snake. Though Zhong Yewu was furious, he hadn't lost his head.
He narrowed his eyes, sizing up Little Moustache, and said in a low voice, "That's quite a stretch, don't you think? I'm still asking about the price. Is it your turn?"
Zhao Lin walked to Zhong Yewu's side, and Xiang Bao and Li Liang followed.
"What's going on?"
Xiang Bao asked in a low voice. He had been standing farther away and wasn't sure what was happening.
"They probably recognized that we're from Great Yue and want to provoke us."
Zhao Lin said calmly.
At this point, five disciples from the Lotus Sect also walked over, creating a tense standoff between the two groups.
