"Whatever moves you have, bring it on. Our food will be ready soon, so don't delay our meal."
Xu Ke's words were like a huge slap that struck everyone in the face.
Just imagine, considering the other as your opponent while they treat you as nothing, not everyone can tolerate that.
"Kid, you're quite arrogant. I've seen many like you who are cocky in advance. Just hope you can hold out for a while and don't beg for mercy too soon, or cry too hard."
The red-haired young man finished his sentence and flipped Xu Ke the middle finger.
Without any warning, the two groups started fighting.
The waiter who just returned from taking a call was so frightened by the chaotic scene that his legs went weak, with an expression that looked like he was about to cry.
"Oh, my dear patrons, please don't fight! Our restaurant is open for business, and you're making it impossible for us to operate! Please, don't fight."
