In Xia Hao's stunned silence, Gu Yelin, An Zhihang, and others all stood up one by one and walked out leisurely, looking more like they were heading out for a spring outing than a fight.
"Hey, Little Fatty, what's with the daze? Hurry up!" Ruan Xue slapped the back of Xia Hao's head in a carefree manner, grabbed his arm, and walked out.
An Yiqing's dining table was on the second floor, and to get to the restaurant's entrance, they needed to pass through a long corridor, then descend from the second floor.
If they moved quickly, it would take at least ten seconds, but if they took their time, a whole minute was possible.
An Yiqing and company ambled leisurely through the corridor, while downstairs in the main hall, things were on the verge of boiling over.
