As soon as Yan Moshan and his group got off the car, a sneering laugh came from nearby.
"Hahaha— Where did this rich bumpkin come from, daring to bring pets here? Don't you know that pets aren't allowed inside?"
"Hmm?"
Yan Moshan turned around and saw seven or eight skinny young men with blond hair behind him.
One of the young men, wearing sunglasses and smoking a thick cigarette, looked at Yan Moshan with a cloud of smoke, his attitude extremely arrogant.
"Kid, what are you looking at? Don't think we're afraid of you just because you're tall!"
The young man wearing sunglasses took a few steps back and then said to his brothers behind him:
"Guys, pull out your weapons and show him some color, or he still won't realize how badass we are."
"Sure thing!"
These blond-haired youngsters each took out a dagger from their waist, twirled it in their hands, and then threatened Yan Moshan:
"Pets aren't allowed here, you hear that?"