"Ah!"
The man had been stunned by the kick earlier, and it took him a good while to come to his senses.
Seeing so many people rushing toward him, he immediately shoved the waiter who had been holding his wrist aside.
Then, he raised his dagger and gestured threateningly toward the crowd.
"Don't come any closer! Whoever dares to approach, my dagger won't show mercy! Stay back, all of you!"
"Stay back?"
The guests were all alchemists and apothecaries—who among them would fear a mere dagger?
Of course, that's assuming they were already on guard. Naturally, a simple dagger, even if coated with poison, wouldn't scare them.
Would the man really be able to hurt them while they were prepared?
"You damn bastard, die already!"
Finally, the guests roared furiously and rushed toward the man, unleashing a flurry of punches and kicks.
"Tsk tsk."
Lin Caisang watched the scene unfold and couldn't help but knit her brows.
"So violent. Could he end up beaten to death?"
