Chapter 229: Get Out

"Open your dog eyes and see clearly! Does the Yao family know who owns the banknotes? Our master Yao Yetu, the richest man in Sifang City, can drown you with just a spit! Our eldest son Yao Yuan is getting married to Miss Du and will be hosting a banquet at your restaurant tomorrow. From now on, clear out all the outsiders and no more guests are allowed!"

Mr. Wen stood up slowly and shook off the dust. "Master Bian, according to common sense, if you want to book a restaurant, you need to make a reservation at least three days in advance. This allows the restaurant to prepare sufficient dishes in case there's not enough on the day of the banquet! Our Yaojia Restaurant is newly opened, and Master Bian is our first major client, so even if we don't have enough time, we are willing to do our best to make the banquet the best it can be! Master Bian, why do you insist on us kicking the guests out today?"

"I'm giving you face, right? And you still dare to talk back to me? Huh?" Mr. Bian became even angrier and raised his hand to slap Mr. Wen!

Bai Yaoyao took a quick step forward and bumped her head into Bian Ye, knocking him to the ground!

Bian Ye screamed, and when he looked up, he saw that the person who bumped into him was a little girl of four or five years old. He immediately became angry, jumped up from the ground, and slapped Bai Yaoyao with his hand raised, "Where did you come from, you little bitch? How dare you hit your Bian Ye? I will beat you to death!"

As a result, his hand was grabbed tightly by someone before it fell.

It was an ice-cold hand, and one could not feel any warmth. There was even a bone-chilling chill emanating from his palm and penetrating into Bian Ye's skin, making him shiver.

Mr. Bian was so cold that he lost his temper. He looked at the person holding his arm and asked, "Who are you? Why are you meddling in other people's business?"

Feng Shang, who was wearing a veiled hat, snorted coldly, and as soon as he let go, Bian Ye fell to the ground.

"If you want to book a banquet, follow the restaurant's rules. If not, get out!" Feng Shang's voice was colder than his palm.

"Who do you think you are? Our Master Bian wants to book Yaojia Restaurant, and it is also an honor for Yaojia Restaurant. Who the hell do you think you are? How dare you order our Master Bian around here?" One of the servants who came with Master Bian spoke up.

Then Mr. Bian remembered that he had brought people with him, and immediately ordered them, "Since this kid wants a fight, don't be polite, beat him hard with me, beat him until he kneels down and calls him daddy, then let him go!"

The servants immediately rushed towards Feng Shang.

Seeing this, the diners on the first floor couldn't eat anymore. They left their seats in panic and ran out. Some of them didn't even pay for their meals before running away.

However, before the servants could even touch Feng Shang, they were all swept to the ground by Feng Shang's sleeve.

Then, they were thrown together like a pyramid, with Bian Ye pressed at the bottom, howling non-stop.

Feng Shang hooked his foot and kicked several people out together, "Get out!"

"Wow! So cool!" Chen Xiaohu and others suddenly rushed in, cheering and applauding.

"Boss, where did you meet this friend? He's so powerful!" Chen Xiaohu ran to Bai Yaoyao and asked Feng Shang with a look of surprise.

"Is everyone here? Let's go upstairs first," Bai Yaoyao said to Chen Xiaohu and others, holding Feng Shang's hand.

"They're all here, but don't they care anymore?" Chen Xiaohu asked, pointing at Bian Ye and others who were screaming outside the door.

Feng Shang turned around, looked at Mr. Wen, and casually handed him a note. "Later, have someone take this note to Fengyao Martial Arts Hall and directly ask the housekeeper, Xuan, to send two people to the restaurant to deal with those who come here to cause trouble!"