Cultivating My Empre

The table was pounded, and the plates jumped on it, scattering soup all over the place.,Although Zhang Liyang, who was also eating, didn't look this way, he still felt several pairs of eyes staring at him. However, Zhang Liyang was too lazy to pay attention.,"Sir, they..." A bald man beside the middle-aged man spoke in a low voice, and at the same time, he gestured towards Zhang Liyang and his group.。