"Brother Veil!"
"Hurry, hurry up!"
Carlin's voice trembled with panic as she urged him forward.
How could Veil not know what was on her mind?
Without hesitation, he placed a steady hand on her shoulder and quickened his pace, charging ahead!
The screech of rubber tires skidding across the ground filled the air. To keep Carlin from falling, Veil had to hold her shoulder firmly as they rushed forward.
Only after pushing through the crowd did they get a clear look at what was happening.
Inside and outside the noodle shop, several burly thugs were violently smashing folding tables and chairs. Even the beverage fridge had been reduced to a wreck. They cursed and shouted as they destroyed everything in sight.
"Damn it! My little brother got diarrhea after eating your noodles! This filthy place is a health hazard!"
"You still dare open for business? What a joke! Tear it all down!"
"Smash it!"
"Damn heartless crooks!"
"..."
