The group of thugs who had just been beaten shuffled back two steps in unison, their expressions grim. Having just been knocked about and then told to stop was a bitter pill to swallow.
Zhao Tiezhu stood his ground, his eyes flashing with a cold light as he stared at the green-haired guy. The man did look somewhat like his mother, and he was clearly her son. Why he was forcing his own mother to sell such a fine restaurant was a mystery. Perhaps the business had failed precisely because the son kept bringing people in to cause trouble, eventually making it impossible for her to carry on.
Qin Peiyao felt much the same. Had she known the owner was suffering through such an ordeal, she would never have haggled with her for so long. She muttered, "What kind of son is this? He’s a complete burden, a debt collector from birth."
Chapter 761