Chen Meier, who was angered by Duan Lingtian's words, gritted her teeth and felt fierce in her heart:

Sooner or later I will know who you are, and I will never let you go, absolutely not!

"This Chen Mei'er really has a crow's mouth."

After eating and drinking, Duan Lingtian glanced out the window and found that the three young men from the Fang family who had just left were back.

Their hands had been bandaged, and they were leading a young man in his early twenties with a gloomy look on his face, striding forward in a menacing manner.

Soon, the four of them entered the Agarwood Restaurant.

Chen Meier, who was not far away, also saw this scene. A smile appeared in her eyes. She glanced at Duan Lingtian and felt something in her heart:

You guy didn't listen to advice, now it's better, the young shopkeeper of Fang's pharmacy has come in person to see if you can still laugh after a while...

snort!

If you beg me to kowtow three times, maybe I will consider helping you.

"Brother Quan, that's him!"

The three young men from the Fang family led the young man upstairs. They rushed to point at Duan Lingtian and said through gritted teeth.

"Four of you, if you have something to say, you have something to say."

The few boys who followed quickly tried to persuade him.

"Do you have something to say?"

The young man, that is, Fang Quan, the young shopkeeper of the Fang Family Pharmacy, glanced at the few boys coldly.

"When we, the children of the Fang family, were picked off and the tendons of both hands were broken, why didn't you see me to persuade them? Get out!"

The young man's words made Chen Meier's face change slightly.

Cut off the tendon?

In an instant, a biting chill arose in her heart, and the look she looked at Duan Lingtian was once again filled with fear.

She originally thought that Duan Lingtian just drained the blood of three young people from the Fang family, but she didn't expect that he actually broke the tendons of three people.

If the hand tendon is severed, even if it recovers in the future, it will never be as sensitive as before.

To a warrior, this is no different than cutting off one's hands.

"You, commit suicide!"

Fang Quan stared at Duan Lingtian with cold eyes, as if he was looking at a dead person.

In his opinion, a boy at the fourth level of the Body Tempering Realm was indeed no different from a dead person in front of him.

"Tsk tsk...why, after beating the little one, the big one couldn't wait to jump out? The three of you, the youngest seems to be older than me. I can let you escape and bring in a savior. Shouldn't you feel that

Where is the incomparable honor and pride? The three of you really give Mr. Fang face..."

Duan Lingtian smiled.

He ignored Fang Quan at all and gave the three Fang boys a contemptuous look.

"Shut up!"

Fang Quan's eyes turned cold, he shouted sharply, took a step forward, shook his arms, and was ready to take action...

"stop!"

At this moment, a cold voice came.

Immediately, a middle-aged man wearing a green robe was seen walking towards him. The servants present all saluted him respectfully and called him "Ma Guanshi".

"The horse is in charge."

Seeing the middle-aged man, Fang Quan's expression immediately softened and he became more respectful.

"Master Fang, you should know the rules of our Agarwood Restaurant. If anything happens, go outside and resolve it. Agarwood Restaurant is not a place where you can act wild."

The middle-aged man said calmly.

"yes."

Fang Quan took a deep breath.

"I'll wait for you at the gate of Chenxiang Restaurant. If you dare, stay away forever!"

Fang Quan glanced at Duan Lingtian with cold eyes and left the second floor of Chenxiang Restaurant.

"Don't worry, I will leave after my Ke'er has finished eating the snacks."

Duan Lingtian smiled faintly, as if he didn't take Fang Quan's words to heart at all.

Instead, he looked at Ke'er with interest.

"Ke'er, why don't you eat? Well, be good and continue eating. Don't waste it."

Duan Lingtian looked at the girl with affection on his face.

The middle-aged man took a deep look at Duan Lingtian, turned around and left.

The guests and servants in the lobby on the second floor looked at Duan Lingtian with a bit of pity...

In their opinion, even if this young man is stronger than his peers, he is only a boy of about fifteen years old after all, while Fang Quan is a sixth-level warrior of the Body Tempering Realm in his early twenties.
Chapter completed!