"Did you hear that? Young Master Gao Yang said you're not qualified. He's asking for your shopkeeper to come out," someone began to clamor.
By the time a few people arrived, the first floor of the restaurant was already dotted with patrons.
Now, Young Master Gao Yang and his entourage started driving people to other tables, freeing up several empty ones for themselves.
Those who were unwilling to give up their seats tried to argue but were stunned into silence by a few slaps.
These people were completely unreasonable.
The originally somewhat peaceful atmosphere was instantly shattered.
"Young Master Gao Yang, what brings you to my humble establishment today?" came a gentle voice from behind the shop.
Immediately after, a woman deftly made her way out.
The woman was on the older side, in her thirties.
Her features weren't particularly stunning but could easily score an eight out of ten.
It was her figure that was main attraction: full and supple, it seemed to lack nothing.
