"Motherfucker, I was already simmering with anger today, and you little shithead still want to come and light me up?" Wang Chuan glared at Song Yun with venom in his eyes. "You even dare to mess with Hao Ying, you're really courting death."
"Yeah, that's right, you daring to touch our Brother Wang's future woman, are you looking for death?"
"Brother Wang, just say the word, and we'll beat the crap out of him."
"Brother Wang, it's such an insult that Sister-in-law would actually dine with this kind of loser, he deserves a good beating, if you ask me."
Song Yun, listening to their aggressive yelling, wasn't angry. He signaled to the waiter nearby and said, "I'm trying to eat here, but there's a swarm of flies buzzing in my ear. What do you think I should do?"
"Do you want us to kick them all out?" the waiter asked tentatively.
