"Kid, are you looking for death? Do you know that?"
A group of young masters burst into the room, said nothing, and directly surrounded Ying Yue, their eyes filled with anger and locked onto Ying Yue as if he were the mortal enemy who had killed their fathers.
Facing so many young masters, anyone in Gangzhou would be intimidated. However, Ying Yue seemed unfazed, still leisurely dealing with a lobster over twenty centimeters long, eating it with oil dripping from his mouth.
It was Zi Xia who, with her eyebrows raised, rebuked, "Who are you people, and what are you doing here?"
Seeing Zi Xia, the young masters and mistresses were quite dazzled, and the "rage" in their hearts couldn't help but abate a little. The one at the front, Lu Renjie, said in a deep voice, "Miss, today's matter has nothing to do with you. I hope you don't interfere!"
After speaking, he stepped forward and stared at Ying Yue coldly, "Kid, who gave you the audacity to bully Miss Zhou? Do you want to die?"