Luo Ziling lazily glanced at the potbellied guy and his followers.
These people obviously looked like nouveau riche, which was clear from their demeanor.
The middle-aged men walking behind had a noticeably different aura, and should be the officials like Director Li mentioned by the fat guy.
"Having a meal and putting on such airs, isn't that a bit much?" Luo Ziling chuckled, looking at the fat guy. "This isn't a five-star hotel, it's a rural inn, why act so high and mighty? We got here first and took this spot. If you want it, wait until we're done. Don't disturb our meal, get lost!"
Although Luo Ziling spoke in a "friendly" tone, the final "get lost" was a harsh slap to the fat guy and his companions.
The two beside the fat guy instantly showed a change in expression.
The two young men who had just been driven away by Luo Ziling and Wuyue immediately stood up to scold Luo Ziling for his arrogance.
