With that, the leading yellow-haired hoodlum turned to look at Amiah with a fawning smile on his face.
"Hehe, lady, the waiter doesn't allow you to drink in this place. Why don't you come home with me?
There is a lot of good wine in my house!
Moreover, I am quite interested in the man you are talking about. You can drink with me and talk about the man..."
Amiah raised her head to look at these hoodlums and smiled disdainfully.
"Forget it. I have nothing to say to you..."
"Sir, here is the thing. So, please..."
"What?"
The yellow-haired hoodlum's face suddenly darkened. He pushed away the waiter who was standing next to Amiah.
"I'm talking to this chick. What does it have to do with you?
You'd better get out of here. Otherwise, my buddies and I will teach you a lesson!"
After saying that, he turned to look at Amiah and said fiercely.