C583 You Don't Understand My Lonely Heart

The ringleader was a hulking brute with a menacing scowl, his face marred by a blood-red scar that resembled a centipede.

"Bandits!"

A waiter cried out, trembling with fear.

With a dismissive tilt of his head, the burly man signaled, and his crew swiftly subdued all five waiters in the teahouse.

Dabao yelled, "Boss, help me!"

The boss initially rose to intervene