Hera stood under the gaze of everyone. She only felt a little helpless, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. She even wanted to look back at Xiang Ning, but Xiang Ning did not move. Instead, she pressed Heras and asked him to apologize.
looked at Hera with an expression on her face.
This made Hera a little confused. The eyes of those people were like knives, constantly examining Hera. Hera was undoubtedly a Shura clan in terms of appearance and other characteristics.
But those eyes seemed to be distinguishing, even dividing, what exactly did this belong to.
Soon, the girl came up with her supervisor. The supervisor was also a woman. She was equally humble and had the same low eyebrows. She came to their table and apologized to the people at the table: "
Sorry for causing trouble to all guests."
"Okay, okay, don't say such useless things. Now I suspect that your restaurant is letting some people from lower castes come in. Do you know what this means?" He said coldly.
"If these are low-caste people, they are simply polluting us. We actually sit and eat together with some low-caste people. Thinking about it makes me feel sick!" another person said.
Even people at other unrelated tables showed disgust in their eyes. Those eyes were not disgusting with the people eating, but Hera.
Hera looked at all this incomprehensibly, and she said: "This person is clearly bullying this girl by being a gangster, and even made the girl kneel down..." Hera didn't want to say those words at all, for fear of being hurt.
into that girl's heart.
"Playing hooligan? Bullying?" They all showed strange looks.
"You call this playing hooligan? Haha, I'm sorry, I just accidentally touched the oil and rubbed the oil stain on her skirt. I'm not that hungry to do anything to people of lower castes." The man chuckled and took a sip.
A sentence of low caste.
"Okay, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense. Let's check quickly. If they are of low caste, we will kick them out!" the man said.
The person leading the class nodded and said: "Okay."
With that said, the leader came to Hera and said: "This guest, please show your ID. We need to verify it."
Hera took a step back, but still handed over the temporary identification certificate. The person in charge took a look at it with an instrument, and immediately frowned and said: "This guest, the temporary identification certificate cannot show the caste issue."
"Haha, it seems that there is still a person from outside the territory who came to Shura Star from nowhere."
"Get out of here quickly, don't be an eyesore here."
After checking her identity, it was obvious that the other party could not prove her identity, and her expression turned sour.
Hera was even a little at a loss. She had no choice. She was still a little girl. In this situation, she didn't know how to deal with it.
The more reasonable you are when dealing with people like this, the more ridiculous they will think you are. So how should you treat them?
Haha, Xiang Ning stood up, appeared behind Hera, pulled her behind him, and then his face changed and said: "As a customer, I come here to eat as a consumer, what right do you have to drive me away?
And you, you are a bunch of rubbish. You have lost all your good mood for the day. Let the manager of your restaurant come over to me!"
As soon as this statement came out, both the class leaders and those who claimed to be of high caste were all watching and listening blankly. They seemed to feel that they were hallucinating.
"Who do you think you are..." The guests at that table immediately stood up and pointed at Xiang Ning. As soon as he said a few words, Xiang Ning slapped him on the table. Suddenly the table split open and the food was all over the place.
He fell on top of him and screamed.
At this moment, everyone stood up, and Xiang Ning looked at the person in charge and said: "Get out of here! Call your stewards over!"
"Sir, you have to understand that this is Jushanyan, and the people in charge here are not the ones in other places, nor are you country bumpkins who have just returned from overseas to call you whenever you want." The person in charge said with an ugly face.
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"Oh? Really?" Xiang Ning reached out and grabbed her hair, looked closely into her eyes and said, "Then if you don't call your manager, I will tear this place down. Do you believe it?"
When the other guests heard this, they immediately frowned. Some even exuded the aura of a strong man, while others directly said: "It's so good. Who do you think you are?"
Xiang Ning snorted coldly, and his powerful mental power spread, and several weapons flew out across the air, slashing at the six Shura tribesmen who spoke.
They didn't even react, and their arms were cut off directly.
"You're talking nonsense, the next blow will be to your heads!" Xiang Ning snorted coldly and kicked out the leader in front of him.
Then he stopped caring about him and went straight to the table of four people before and said, "Come on, how are you going to deal with this little sister of mine?"
"Damn guy!" The man who just got up did not see the weapon released by Xiang Ning at all. Instead, he stood up and attacked Xiang Ning directly.
Xiang Ning sneered, stretched out his foot, knocked him down, and then stepped on his neck. The man coughed and wanted to shout something, but his neck was stepped on and he couldn't shout anything.
The eyes of the other three people flashed, knowing that the person in front of them was a tough guy, but as a high-caste Shura tribe, one of them said sternly: "I am a person of the Xhosa caste, you..."
Before he could finish his words, his head was cut off by Xiang Ning's sword. Are you crazy? He was indeed crazy and brainless. He was indeed brainless, but Xiang Ning naturally had his plans.
Haha, isn't it said that people of higher castes have the power of life and death over people of lower castes? Xiang Ning claims that he is a caste that can be equal to King Shura, and he is also the master's caste. So people of lower castes than him are just messing around casually.
kill?
"Xhosa...you actually killed Xhosa's people!"
"That's a person from the Ghost Gu King caste!"
"You're dead, you're absolutely dead!" There are four people at a table, one is dead and the other is about to die. The remaining two people don't even think about begging for mercy. In their minds, they are still high-caste people.
In the eyes of the upper class, Xiang Ning and Hera are lower caste people, people who should be stepped on under their feet.
"Ghost Gu King? Haha, even if the Ghost Gu King comes today, he will still have to watch you. I also want to kill you, so I will kill you!"
This suddenly frightened many people.
They seemed to have entered a misunderstanding. Hera could not find out her identity, but what about this ruthless person in front of them?
"Dare I ask... this lord's last name?"
Chapter completed!