All of a sudden, the noisy hall was filled with silence. The others around casted their eyes at Zhang Yan with big expectation for a good show.

Zhang Yan immediately apologized with a smile, "Sorry, I didn't laugh at you. I just thought of a funny thing. No offense, please be generous and forgive me!"

"Hump! Little guy, behave yourself next time! If you dare to laugh in front of us again, you will be suffered!" threatened the head man.

They four sat down again with laughs, followed with a loud taunt from the head man, "He must be from the outside. Such a coward!"

Zhang Yan turned a deaf ear to the ridicule from such nobodies. They couldn't affect his mood. Also, as a new comer, he did not want troubles.

Disappointment killed everyone's eager sights, but suddenly, a young man walked in. He was about 20 years old, a little older than Zhang Yan, wore a white gown with a white folding fan in his hand and a beautiful red square seal on his waist. His gentle bookishness could warm others a lot.

His appearance gathered everyone's attention. Many females revealed a thirsty look, as if ready to eat him and the male warriors respected him very much, those who had acquaintance with him all greeted him with smiles.

Attracted to pay more attention to the young man as well, Zhang Yan murmured in his heart, "He's indeed pretty handsome, but still a bit less than me. But it seems that he owns quite good popularity!" He intended to continue to observe the man, but the dishes came and distracted him to quickly begin eating.

Seeing the young man, the waiter quickly went to him and greeted smilingly, "Welcome, Mr. Luo! Come in please!"

While guiding ahead, he spoke up awkwardly, "Sorry, Mr. Luo! There is no available table now. You know that these days many people have swarmed to our city, so, more people are eating here. I'm so sorry. Can you wait a while?"

The Mr. Luo smiled and replied, "It's okay! You can go to your own work and I'll wait here for a while. If any available table, you must tell me first!"

"Okay, I will."

"Bullshit!"

The four people next to Zhang Yan yelled loudly in anger, "How dare you have the nerve to ask Mr. Luo wait?"

"You can't find an available table for him, but we can!" The head man stood up, turned to Zhang Yan and ordered loudly in arrogance, "You can go, little guy! Your cost is on me and quickly give the table!"

Ignoring those words, Zhang Yan still lowered his head and continued eating.

"I'm talking to you, little guy! Are you deaf?!" The head man walked two big steps to Zhang Yan, rolled up his sleeves and grabbed Zhang Yan's collar, intending to threw him outside.

But Zhang Yan suddenly put down the chopsticks, quickly stood up and seized the man's wrist tightly instead. As only a Xiantian-level warrior, the man was definitely not Zhang Yan's opponent. He just considered Zhang Yan was young and wanted to embarrassed him, but faced with a strong youth. He made all his efforts but still failed to free from Zhang Yan's hand and meanwhile, a strong force was produced by Zhang Yan, as if to break his wrist, which caused big pain of him.

The other three dared not to help, but just threatened, "How dare you do this to him? Do you know who he is? Stop!"

Zhang Yan snorted, "I don't mind who you are. If you want to please the young man, give him your own table. Don't bother me!" He loosed his hand and pushed the head man two meters away.

Losing face in front of so many people embarrassed and enraged the head man, "Little guy, you are abolished! Wait! I will not let you good!"