"Swoosh—" Yusuf Zuck was like a phantom in the darkness, charging towards the waiter just as he was about to approach the two young people. He then quickly grabbed the waiter's knife-holding right hand, using telekinesis to lock onto it.
The waiter hadn't expected anyone to see the knife, let alone intervene.
"Don't move, don't talk, stupid behavior," Yusuf Zuck said as he applied pressure on his wrist, skillfully wresting the knife away. He then dragged the waiter away, retreating to the back hall entrance.
"Whoosh—" Just then, the lights came on. The circuit breaker was flipped, and many people smiled in relief.
The waiter saw Yusuf Zuck and also glared at him.
The sharp knife in Yusuf Zuck's hand had disappeared, thrown into a large flowerpot at the entrance of the back hall.