They were just some chefs. Yu Tian didn’t want to have any conflict with them, and he didn’t even put them in his eyes.
But now, the middle-aged chef actually picked up the hot soup and poured it on himself. That was a bit too much.
Yu Tian suddenly released a burst of internal energy and pushed back all the hot soup in the air.
The hot soup splashed directly on the middle-aged chef. The chef in the middle let out a howl like a pig being slaughtered, and fell to the ground, rolling in pain.
The other chefs around were so scared that they took a few steps back.
Everyone’s faces were filled with disgust. The soup that was thrown out had actually been thrown back. How was this possible?
Yu Tian didn’t even look at them. He was just courting death. What was there to see?
Then, he pushed open the back door and went to the backyard.
The backyard of this restaurant was particularly messy. There were a lot of miscellaneous items piled up, but the place was very big.