Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld-Chapter 132 - 54: Evil Art

"Zzz..."

Three vans pulled up in front of Yunhai Restaurant.

A group of more than ten people got out, joking and laughing, and looked up at the restaurant.

Some of them had brightly colored hair, some had flashy tattoos, and some had their muscular chests exposed.

At a glance,

you could tell they weren't your average rule-following office workers.

The group gathered together, naturally causing pedestrians to keep their distance, with wary looks in their eyes.

"Yunhai Restaurant!"

The third brother, Yuan Wei, grinned:

"This is a high-end place where spending ten thousand or eighteen thousand on a meal is easy. Looks like our new boss has some deep pockets."

"Not bad," someone laughed and said:

"I've never been to Yunhai before, lucky to come this time."

"Later, don't be polite with him, order the expensive, good dishes. It's rare to come, we should enjoy it to the fullest."

"Exactly, exactly."

They nodded repeatedly.

"Look at you, acting like you haven't seen the world." The eldest brother, Yuan Kui, swept a cold gaze:

"It's just a restaurant. When we brothers have money, we can come whenever we want, although there might be no need."

"Big brother's right," the second brother, Yuan Wen, nodded:

"I've been to Yunhai, and the food is just so-so, the taste is average; it's only the service that's a bit better. Not worth tens of thousands for a meal."

"Hmm."

Yuan Kui waved his big hand:

"Let's go!"

The group rushed toward Yunhai energetically, making the host outside who was already uneasy turn pale, but she had no choice but to greet them.

"Gentlemen, we have a reservation system here..."

"What do you mean?"

Someone in the crowd immediately shouted:

"Looking down on us?"

"No," the host hurriedly waved her hands:

"Yunhai has limited dining space. To avoid too much noise affecting the dining quality, we operate by reservation."

"Bullshit!"

"Why didn't I hear that when I came before?"

"Maybe before...someone made a reservation." The host stammered, seeing the group approaching, and had to step back repeatedly.

"What's going on?"

"Stay where you are!"

At this moment, the restaurant's security also hurried over, confronting the group from Yuan Family Village, with the security captain even pulling out his phone:

"If you dare to force your way in, I'll call the Public Security Bureau immediately."

"Damn!"

Yuan Wei glared:

"Judging us by our looks, huh? Just because we're not dressed fancy doesn't mean we can't come eat?"

"That's right!"

"Charge!"

"Beat him up!"

Over ten of them flushed with anger, rolling up their sleeves, some even pulling out retractable batons from their waists, advancing silently toward the entrance.

"Wait!" Seeing that they were indeed ready to act, the security captain cowered instantly, stepping back and saying:

"Don't be impulsive, let me call the manager and see if there are any extra spots to let you in."

"Ahem..." The sole elder among them coughed lightly, seeing the situation:

"We've been invited."

"Invited?"

"Exactly."

Yuan Kui parted the crowd:

"Boss Square Porcelain invited us."

"Xiao Liu." Just then, the voice of the restaurant manager came through the pager:

"They're friends of Boss Fang, take them directly to the top floor, and remember not to cause trouble."

"Yes."

The security captain quickly responded.

"Clang..."

The top floor door was kicked open heavily, Yuan Wei, with a cold expression, took the lead and stepped in, his gaze sweeping over to Fang Zheng seated in the room.

"Boss Fang?"

"Fang Zheng." Fang Zheng nodded in acknowledgment:

"Please, have a seat."

"Hmph!" Yuan Wei snorted:

"Is Boss Fang trying to give us a hard time? Our brothers almost couldn't get into the restaurant today."

"That was a misunderstanding." Fang Zheng's face remained calm:

"The fact that you're up here shows the misunderstanding has been resolved."

"Right, right." Today, Tian Liang with the big tattoos was also present. He'd been hanging around with the Yuan family brothers recently and knew Fang Zheng at the Public Security Bureau.

He just might mediate things.

Pulling out a chair, he said:

"Sit down, let's talk business today, not stir up trouble. Harmony is valuable... harmony is valuable."

"Alright then!" Yuan Kui waved:

"We'll give Liangzi some face today."

"Brothers."

"Have a seat!"

The group pulled out chairs, each sitting down with a hostile look, their eyes filled with resentment, causing Xiao Han behind Fang Zheng to tighten up.

This group...

Is definitely trouble.

Among them, two were even holding retractable batons, casually tossing the heavy pipes onto the table with disdain.

They'd heard from Tian Liang about Fang Zheng, knowing he was a ruthless person with a history.

But so what?

The people from Yuan Family Village were never afraid of trouble!

"You all must have heard," Fang Zheng did not signal for the restaurant to serve food, instead playing with the glass in front of him, speaking slowly:

"Fugui Porcelain Factory is mine now."

"Yes." Yuan Wei snorted:

"Boss Fang is wealthy, we're no match, but so what? Whoever becomes the boss of Fugui Porcelain Factory can't take our land."

"Who are you?" Fang Zheng turned his head.

"Third brother." Yuan Wei raised his head:

"Yuan Family's third brother, Yuan Wei!"

"Oh!" Fang Zheng nodded:

"Honestly, seeing so many of you today was a bit unexpected. Can you decide later who's going to speak for you?"

"Third brother?"

"Second brother?"

"Or eldest brother?"

"No need for Boss Fang to worry about that." Yuan Kui's voice lowered:

"We three brothers are of one heart, it doesn't matter who speaks."

"Alright then."

Fang Zheng sighed lightly and said:

"I looked at the extraction area of Fugui Porcelain Factory, and indeed a small part belongs to Yuan Family Village. Although it's not needed now, it might be useful in the future."

"Therefore, I can offer some compensation."