Suddenly, a series of chaotic footsteps sounded outside.
Several people eating paused, surprised? Mo Liancheng was also on alert.
Qu Tan'er whispered, "Chengcheng, are they coming this way?"
"Hmm, you all get into the Space Stone." As soon as Mo Liancheng said this, his wrist, white as jade, moved, using chopsticks as a weapon, instantly shooting toward the door. There was a scream outside, followed by a crash into the railing and shouts of alarm. Then he quickly gathered Qu Tan'er, Ling, and Mo Xiaofan along with the table of food.
Inside, three people continued eating slowly.
Only Mo Xiaofan had a shocked expression.
Qu Tan'er and Ling were leisurely, unfazed.
Ling, being an assassin, was long accustomed to indifference; very little could cause a change in his expression.
Qu Tan'er had anticipated this outcome.
