I, First Emperor of Qin, Shall Pay!

At a two-person table near the entrance of the restaurant.

Fang Yuan had finished his meal and was browsing the internet on his phone, waiting for Ji Yueyi to finish.

At the moment, he was reading a novel.

"Hmm, although the author has only recently started writing and doesn't have a plot outline, often encountering writer's block, the writing is still pretty good," Fang Yuan nodded to himself.

Meanwhile, Ji Yueyi had just taken the last bite of her steak, put down her knife and fork, wiped her mouth with a napkin, and then said, "Sorry to keep you waiting."

"What's there to apologize for? I eat fast, and you know it," Fang Yuan said casually.

"I'll go pay the bill," Ji Yueyi nodded and stood up.

"Ah!"

Just then, a sudden scream erupted from deep within the restaurant.

The voices belonged to both men and women, old and young, but the emotions conveyed in the screams were all the same—trembling, fear, dread...