At the enormous dining table.
Chen Balang sat in the head seat, with five men standing guard beside him in a very picturesque manner.
"What's going on here? Trying to rebel?" Chen Balang asked, glancing around.
"No, it's not like that!" Ou Xiaoman replied nervously.
"If it's not like that, then what is it? You're all just standing there. How can I eat in peace?" Chen Balang put down his chopsticks, looking at them with amusement.
"Master, I'm sorry, we'll leave now!" Ou Xiaoman made a move to lead the group away.
"Are you trying to make me look bad?! Leave?! Sit down! I told you, I don't have many rules! I want a relaxed atmosphere! Look at the state you're in! Alright, I don't want to repeat myself, sit down and eat! Or pack your bags and get out!" Chen Balang was somewhat dissatisf
