"Don't worry, he won't beat you to death," Xia Liang comforted the distressed customer.

However, before the customer could fully exhale in relief, Xia Liang added, "To say he'd beat you to death is definitely an exaggeration, but breaking your legs is still a possibility."

The customer had only just begun to relax, but hearing this, his heart sank. "What should I do then? Run?"

Xia Liang looked at the customer's distressed face and shook his head. "It's too late!"

As soon as his voice fell, a young man entered the store. Behind him were several punks with multicolored hair. Since they weren't carrying any weapons, security hadn't stopped them.

"Zhang Xiaohui, you're quite good at hiding!" As he spoke, the young man strode forward and grabbed the petrified Zhang Xiaohui, making a show of hitting him.

At this moment, the young man glanced at Xia Liang, who was sitting perfectly straight, and said teasingly, "These days, even fortune-tellers are opening up shops? What a miracle..."

All eyes were instantly drawn to the young man. He was barely in his thirties, dressed in designer brands and wearing a flashy watch. Then, the young man's eyes lit up as he spotted the two women standing next to Xia Liang.

"Ladies, do you work here?"

"None of your business!" Xu Wanying had always detested arrogant people like him. She snorted, her expression cold.

Su Qianyun also frowned slightly, her eyes carrying a hint of disgust.

The young man chuckled, seemingly unfazed by the women's disdain. He subtly flashed the cheap, flashy watch on his wrist, putting on a smile he believed was refined. "My name is Xu Feng. I'm an executive at Tongzhou Charity. Would you two consider coming to work for me?"

Xia Liang's indifferent voice cut in, "This shop does not admit the mentally deficient. Please leave."

Xu Feng spun around to face Xia Liang, ready to explode. After a moment, however, he glanced at the ashen-faced customer and settled for glaring viciously at Xia Liang. "I'll settle the score with you later."

With that, he grabbed the distraught customer and started to drag him out.

"You can't take this person away," Xia Liang called out coldly. He then looked at Xu Feng coolly. "From the moment he stepped into my shop, I became responsible for his safety."

Xu Feng's expression grew colder as he stared at Xia Liang. "You fortune-tellers really don't know your place, do you?"

Xia Liang smiled slightly. "Xu Feng, right? Over the years, you've done quite a few wicked things riding on your father Xu Tongzhou's coattails."

Hearing this, everyone suddenly understood. So he's one of those rich kids. No wonder he's so arrogant. He's an executive at such a young age because his family owns the whole charity!

"I advise you to get lost," Xia Liang added with another smile.

Xu Feng raised his eyebrows. "And what if I don't?"

"Suit yourself." Xia Liang shrugged.

Xu Feng scoffed and shook his head disdainfully.

The surrounding customers, having seen everything, were filled with righteous indignation. Their gazes toward Xu Feng grew increasingly hostile.

"That guy dared to offend Master Xia Tian! He's going to regret it!"

"Master Xia Tian, do you need our help?"

"Who cares if he's some rich kid? Just say the word, Master Xia Tian!"

"That's right! Just give the order, and we'll toss him out!"

Seeing the growing crowd, Xu Feng's expression finally changed. "Fortune-teller, you won't gain anything from offending me."

At these words, the crowd grew even angrier. A few hot-tempered customers surged forward, surrounding Xu Feng with ill intent.

Seeing this, Xia Liang waved his hand with a smile. "Don't bother with him. He won't be able to act so arrogantly for much longer."

Hearing this, the few customers reluctantly backed off.

"If Master Xia Tian said it, something is definitely going to happen!"

"Rich, despicable scum like him will get what's coming to them!"

"Let's just wait and watch the show."

The customers whispered among themselves, eagerly waiting to see what would happen to Xu Feng. In Xu Feng's eyes, however, this was just Xia Liang backing down. Without another word, he tried to drag the man outside.

Just then, a man entered carrying a food tray. "Master Xia Tian, your lunch..."

THUD!

Xu Feng collided head-on with the newcomer. The sound was followed by scalding hot soup splashing all over him.

The newcomer was none other than Old Liu. The scalding soup sent Xu Feng dropping to the floor, rolling in agony.

"Are you alright? Do you need a..." Old Liu trailed off, reaching out to help him up.

"You son of a bitch!" Xu Feng shot up and grabbed Old Liu by the collar.

The onlookers' expressions changed when they saw this. Damn, this kid is fearless!

The insult left Old Liu stunned. It seemed... it had been a very long time since anyone had dared to speak to him like that.

However, after a moment, Old Liu suppressed his rage and turned to look at Xia Liang. "Master Xia Tian, is he your friend?"

The implication was simple: if he was, Old Liu would let it go. If not, that was another matter entirely.

Xia Liang shook his head. "He's no friend of mine. And he's been causing trouble in my shop."

Hearing this, Old Liu roared, "Security!"

Several nearby security guards heard the call and hurried over. Seeing the dispute, they drew their batons.

"Get them out of here!"

Xu Feng was incensed. "You dare?! My father is Xu Tongzhou! Just you try and touch me!"

Old Liu paused. "Xu Tongzhou?" A look of realization dawned on his face. "You mean that old swindler?"

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