"I—"
The young man standing at the entrance of the cake shop, holding a baseball bat, looked at the middle-aged woman, slightly opening his mouth.
"What do you mean I?"
The middle-aged woman glared at him.
"You—" The young man shrank back his neck after being scolded.
"You, what you?" The middle-aged woman stepped forward unceremoniously, "If you really have nothing to do, go beg on the street and maybe get some food, don't show off that muscle of yours that isn't bigger than your brain in my store."
A group of young men had already gathered together, looking at the middle-aged woman in front of them.
"What are you waiting for? Get out of here fast!" The middle-aged woman looked at their appearance and spat.
The young men glanced at each other, then sheepishly walked away from the side.
At this moment, the middle-aged woman had already helped up the frail boy and was heading into the store.
Not far away, Heish looked at the scene with wide eyes, "She's amazing."
