CRASH! CLATTER!
A few tables outside the main entrance were knocked over as a crowd of people swarmed in. Their faces were filled with panic, their clothes disheveled, and they were clearly running for their lives.
In a corner, Cao Biansheng had just picked up a morsel of food with his chopsticks. Hearing the commotion, he glanced up.
He instinctively reached for his waist. His blade wasn't there.
Some of the people who rushed in were surprised. They had lived in Bianzhou City their whole lives, yet they had never known such a grand and opulent restaurant existed within its walls.
But the soldier-bandits were in hot pursuit, and in their haste, they had no time for such thoughts. Their only concern was to escape with their lives.
"Quick, stop them!" Liu San shot to his feet, a mix of shock and anger on his face. 'This restaurant is the Lord's property! If these hooligans destroy it, how will I ever explain myself to him!'
