Chapter 780: Chapter 855: Second Brother!
At this moment, even if Captain Mao and his team were foolish, they could see that Fang Yi’s identity was unusual, even Ying Zheng and Rong Quan respected him.
And throughout, Fang Yi remained calm and indifferent, not caring who their identities were or what their purposes were. Unlike Ying Zheng and Rong Quan, who, despite being tycoons of Moon City, still showed some restraint in front of them.
Simply put, Fang Yi was completely unconcerned, regardless of whether you were from the government or official.
In short, to Fang Yi, he didn’t care at all.
Fang Yi pressed his right foot on the table, blocking the restroom door, occasionally taking drags from a cigarette. The smoke lingered, and through it, Fang Yi’s face was stern with chiseled features, unpredictable and hard to read.
Captain Mao and others gradually fell silent, and someone covertly took out a phone to send a message.
In truth, how could their small movements escape Fang Yi’s eyes? He saw through them completely, but he didn’t interfere and allowed them to contact the outside.
In Fang Yi’s eyes, the people trapped by him in the restroom were just small fry; Fang Yi was waiting for the big fish to appear.
Meanwhile, across the street from the barbecue restaurant, there was a teahouse.
The teahouse’s environment was not particularly quiet, given the traffic on the road, but it wasn’t noisy either.
The decor inside the teahouse was ancient and classic, all modeled after old-style teahouses. In Tianjing, the ancient culture of Xuan Cang retained its nuances best, as this place was once the capital of several ancient dynasties.
Near the passageway were floor-to-ceiling windows with curtains pulled to the sides, and near these windows were several tea tables, though the place appeared somewhat deserted.
On either side of one of these tables sat two men whose facial features were somewhat similar, though one exuded more charisma and had the demeanor of a young master.
Song He personally stood up to pour tea for that man, respectful but not overly fearful, even though the man’s charisma seemed intimidating, Song He showed respect only in his actions.
The man had sharp sword-like eyebrows, a face like jade, and wore a sandalwood bracelet on his wrist.
The man took a sip of tea, removed the sandalwood bracelet, and toyed with it. Its edges had been smoothed to a comfortable roundness, and after playing with it for a while, the man’s head suddenly turned in one direction.
He looked towards the barbecue restaurant across the street.
Song He naturally noticed the direction the man was looking and softly said, “Second Brother, that barbecue restaurant is owned by Fang Yi.”
The man gently said, “Qingtian Barbecue Restaurant, the name is somewhat strange, yet not overly so, borrowing the name of that old predecessor. Unfortunately, that old predecessor is a taboo amongst the senior generation, rarely mentioned… In this Tianjing, who knows how many want to eliminate that old predecessor, yet Fang Yi dares to use this name, isn’t he afraid of seeking death?”
As the man spoke, he ended up monologuing, talking to himself, while Song He couldn’t get a word in edgewise.
But Song He wasn’t embarrassed, knowing his Second Brother was thinking; it was best not to disturb him during his thoughts, lest he become angry.
And Song He feared his Second Brother’s anger the most, having witnessed him tormenting someone to death in a fit of rage.