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"I also hope it's a misunderstanding, but to be sure, I still want to speak with your boss in person. Otherwise, I'll have no choice but to take this man to the authorities and file a complaint. If the officials come to summon your boss, the scene might become even more unpleasant," Wei Ruo said.
Hearing this, the shopkeeper's expression grew even more awkward.
He instinctively glanced toward a specific spot on the second floor.
Wei Ruo caught his reaction and followed his gaze, landing on a private room door with the words "Crane Pavilion" inscribed on it.
"If you’ve already done something, don't be afraid of someone coming to confront you. Is this how Drunken Immortal became the number one restaurant in Taizhou?"
After Wei Ruo spoke, there was no immediate response from the private room, and the main hall fell into a heavy silence.
A long moment passed. Just as Wei Ruo was about to turn and leave, planning to take the matter to the authorities instead, the door of the private room finally opened…
A young man stepped out, his refined features framed by a jade crown. He carried a folding fan and exuded an air of effortless grace.
The moment the crowd in the hall saw the man, their expressions changed instantly.
Especially Li Biao, the troublemaker Wei Ruo had brought along—his eyes widened in terror, and his face filled with fear.
Wei Ruo could see the mix of respect and even admiration in the onlookers' expressions toward this man.
With a smile on his face, the young man looked down at Wei Ruo from the second floor.
Wei Ruo met his gaze head-on, unwavering.
The man's lips curved slightly before his attention shifted to Li Biao.
"I, too, would like to know who has been using my Drunken Immortal’s name to commit wrongdoing."
Under the young man's piercing gaze, Li Biao grew even more uneasy. He quickly lowered his head, avoiding eye contact.
Clearly, he was panicking.
The young man then turned to the attendant behind him and ordered, "Go investigate and find out who is responsible."
"Yes, Young Master," the attendant replied before descending the stairs and approaching Li Biao.
As soon as the attendant approached, Li Biao panicked.
Before the attendant could even speak, Li Biao confessed, “No, no, don’t hit me! It was Boss He from He Ji who paid me to do this! He told me to claim it was an order from Drunken Immortal so that the other party would be scared off! I was just doing a job for money!”
He Ji was a shop located on the west side of the street. It also sold braised dishes, along with nuts and preserved fruits.
Li Biao immediately turned to the young man on the second floor and pleaded, “Master Fan, please spare me! I won’t dare to do this again!”
The expression of the man on the second floor remained indifferent as he looked at Wei Ruo and asked, “Young master, do you have anything else to say to me?”
The onlookers all held their breath, nervous for Wei Ruo.
“No more questions. If this person had been willing to tell the truth sooner, I wouldn’t have had to trouble the owner,” Wei Ruo replied.
“Indeed. You came to me first instead of going directly to the authorities, which is a form of respect,” the man said with a slight smile.
“Thank you for understanding, Master Fan. I won’t disturb you any further. Farewell,” Wei Ruo said, preparing to leave.
“Wait a moment,” the man called out again.
This single sentence made everyone in the hall tense up.
Did this young man really think he could just leave after offending Master Fan? It wouldn’t be that easy. He was probably in big trouble now.
Wei Ruo turned back and calmly looked at the man on the second floor.
“You’re the owner of Xu’s Braised Food Shop?” the man asked.
“Yes,” Wei Ruo admitted.
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