Pang Ziyue was a little angry and stood up from her seat with a roar, "You did that on purpose!"
Hong Luan coldly glanced at her. "I've apologized, but I can't help it if you insist that I did it on purpose. Besides, look at my shoes. Do you think I can step on you very hard with these shoes?"
"You..."
Pang Ziyue trembled in anger but she couldn't say anything.
The others rose to their feet and looked at Hong Luan only to see an ancient-style pair of flats. No one would feel a great pain being stepped by such shoes. Pang Ziyue really exaggerated.
Pang Ziyue also realized this, so she bit her lips tightly. "I'm sorry I did overreact, but it was really painful when you stepped on me! I'm sorry for any offense."
Hearing this, Hong Luan didn't say anything more. She sat down and said with a smile, "Luofeng, I am hungry. Have you ordered dishes?"
"Yes, they will be served soon."
