Chapter 468

"What?" The shout instantly drew everyone's attention. No one had expected the accusation that the pesticide levels were excessive! Even the loyal customers who had been eating there for a month stopped dead in their tracks, staring at the familiar tomatoes, cucumbers, and other vegetables without daring to pick up their chopsticks. A young man walked in, looking frail and weak. His face was deathly pale, his gait unsteady, his eye sockets sunken, and his lips parched—he looked like a man who had yet to recover from a serious illness. Following behind him were six people; two of them had cold expressions, their eyes flashing with a sharp, electric intensity whenever they blinked. Though not particularly large in stature, their vitality and spirit were far superior to that of ordinary men. The other four were clearly mere bodyguards.