There was no hint of sadness on Ye Qingtang's face. Instead, she wore a smile and looked towards the waiting staff. "Call your manager here."
The waiting staff was slightly taken aback. "If there is anything, you can tell me…"
"If you want the Lythrum, call someone of power here." Ye Qingtang's eyes turned cold.
Her glare made the waiting staff feel numb all over suddenly. However, the word "Lythrum" ran through his mind like a flash of shocking lightning!
Duan Tianrui did not know what Ye Qingtang had up her sleeves and only felt that she was inviting humiliation. Looking at the waiting staff, he said, "Go ahead and look all you want, I…"
Before Duan Tianrui could finish his sentence, the waiting staff had left frantically to search for someone.
Just a moment later, a middle-aged man nearing fifty rushed back along with the waiting staff.
