The tea shop was located on a street that wasn't the busiest commercial street. Although there were vehicles and pedestrians passing by, the street was not crowded at all.
At a glance, there was no sight of any vehicles chasing after them.
This was quite strange.
Luo Yang asked curiously, "Sister Guihua, what's wrong?"
Although Tang Guihua had driven there, she was gasping for breath as if she had sprinted a hundred meters; she was so out of breath that she couldn't speak.
Everyone was even more puzzled, thinking she might have encountered a robber while getting the car, hence her panic.
Seeing the panic still lingering in her eyes, Luo Yang comforted her, "Sister Guihua, no rush. Catch your breath and then speak slowly. I'm here for you; I'll support you even if the sky falls down."
After taking a few deep breaths, Tang Guihua calmed down a bit.
"Niu Zai, I saw that scoundrel!" Tang Guihua looked up at Luo Yang and said hurriedly.
