After Hefty Hao collapsed to the ground with an extremely bizarre posture, everyone then saw clearly that what had blocked Hefty Hao’s mouth and prevented him from shouting was actually a radish, to be precise, a radish butt.
In fact, Yang Ruxin felt it was a waste too, as that radish was a produce of her space, particularly crisp and sweet. She had eaten half of it earlier, and had left the other half in her space. Just now, to prevent this fatso from yelling and startling others, she had thrown it at him without thinking.
It just so happened that Hefty Hao had a large mouth, and because his arm hurt, he instinctively opened it a bit wider, perfectly clamping the radish butt in his mouth.
Seeing their young master collapse, the attendants hurried over to help him up, but when they touched his broken arm, Hefty Hao instantly curled up like a shrimp. Unable to cry out, he suddenly rolled his eyes and actually fainted.
"Young master..." A few attendants cried out in alarm, all scared. If anything actually happened to their young master, they wouldn’t survive either.
But Hefty Hao was unresponsive.
One of the sharper attendants thought it was indecent for a big radish to be stuck in their young master’s mouth and reached to pull it out.
However, since it was wedged in so tightly, he couldn’t pull it out at first. Eventually, he called over others to help, and together they managed to yank the radish butt out.
But then they discovered Hefty Hao’s mouth was full of blood, and on that radish butt was impressively stuck a somewhat yellowed incisor.
Perhaps it was the shock of losing a tooth that brought Hefty Hao back to his senses with a gag. Just as he was about to cry, he saw Yang Ruxin approaching and didn’t dare make a sound, mouth agape.
Yang Ruxin bent down and smiled at Hefty Hao, "I taught you a lesson last time, but you didn’t remember it. Today is the second time, and I’ve still shown restraint. If there’s a next time, don’t bother with excuses, just prepare a coffin instead."
Hefty Hao shook his head vigorously with his mouth wide open. He looked at Yang Ruxin as if she were a demonic collector from Hell. He was definitely not going to randomly mess with others again...
"Don’t say I didn’t warn you," Yang Ruxin glanced at the few servants. "If you don’t want your young master to become armless, better take him to the medical hall fast. And remember, don’t touch the arm, or he’ll end up disabled as well..."
"Let’s go..." Hefty Hao, upon hearing this, panicked and yelled at the servants. Yet, because of the pain in his mouth and the missing tooth, his speech was unclear and even drooled as he spoke.
The servants hurriedly came over and struggled to lift Hefty Hao up.
Then, unexpectedly, a waiter from Taibai Building came over to lead the way, letting them go directly through the back door on this side. This way, they wouldn’t disturb the guests dining in the restaurant at all.
"Hold on a moment," Yang Ruxin suddenly called out to them.
Hefty Hao shuddered.
"Do you settle the bill?" Yang Ruxin arched an eyebrow. "Also, the scare compensation for my two brothers, plus the emotional distress claims, and my remuneration, etc., shouldn’t you compensate for these?" she said as she flexed her wrist. "You should know that beating someone up is exhausting..."
The corners of the mouths of those standing around twitched involuntarily.
Hefty Hao almost spewed out a mouthful of blood. His brothers got scare compensation? But he was the one who got scared... Emotional distress claims? What the hell was that? He was the one suffering here... She beat him up, and he was supposed to pay her... Dad, mom, I want to go home... However, he didn’t dare to say it outright and quickly glanced at his subordinates: "Pay her..."