“It's okay. I'm also a bad-tempered person. Just ask him to come,” said Donald, insisting.
Hayleigh turned and called out to Bobby, who had been waiting at the reception desk, “Bobby, this
gentleman is asking for you.”
Bobby's face twitched. He walked over with a toothpick in his mouth and a towel around his neck.
Although Bobby wasn't a muscular person, the bald and burly man did not look like someone to be
trifled with.
He glanced at the dishes on the table and said to Donald arrogantly, “What's wrong? Are you not
satisfied with the food? Why are there so many leftovers? Are you planning to take all these home to
feed the dogs?”
Donald smirked and pointed at the food on the table. “Yes, I'm going to feed the dog. If you finish the
rest of the food, I'll pay for it.”
Bobby narrowed his eyes, and his tone became sharp. “What did you say?”
It's one thing to compare me to a dog, but he wants me to eat his leftovers?
Bobby took out the kitchen knife he had strapped to his waist and struck it on the table with a loud
clang, embedding the blade into the table.
“Brat, have you heard of Trislash?”
Donald didn't even glance at the knife as he replied calmly, “No.”
Bobby lifted half of his shirt, revealing the three knife scars on his stomach.
“I got these three knife scars when I was twelve years old. I got into a fight with someone, and he left
me with three scars on my stomach. Do you know what I did to the person?”
“No, I don't.”
Bobby licked his lips and uttered viciously, “I left him with one hand. Everyone in this area knows me as
Trislash. I'm notorious for being fearless and not afraid of death. How dare you try to get a free meal at
my restaurant today! Are you courting death?”
Bobby didn't take Donald seriously at all since the latter didn't seem like someone trained in combat
and appeared calm.
He thought Donald would be scared out of his wits after he revealed his identity.
Yet, Donald continued to point at the dishes. “I'll repeat my words. If you can finish all the food on this
table, then I'll pay.”
“D*mn! You really are courting death!”
Needless to say, Trislash didn't have the gall to use the kitchen knife to attack Donald, so he tried to
slap the latter in the face.
As his slap was fast and hard, he thought Donald wouldn't be able to react in time.
He had used this method to intimidate others many times before.
Not only was it easy to stun someone with a slap, but it was also an insulting gesture, albeit it wasn't
very brutal.
Unfortunately, Bobby had misjudged the situation this time.
Before he could even slap Donald, Donald's left hand had blocked his right hand.
Then, Donald grabbed the kitchen knife from the table and slashed at Bobby's stomach.
“Bobby!”
Hayleigh, who was standing beside them, covered her mouth in shock. Bobby stumbled backward in
pain before falling to the ground on his buttocks.
Blood flowed down his stomach, and Bobby quickly tried to cover the wound with his hand. He glared
at Donald.
How dare he use a knife on me! He's a ruthless person!
“Brat, just you wait! I'll get people to deal with you!”
Bobby took out his phone to call for backup while Donald smirked and replied, “Sure, I'll wait right here,
but the food is getting cold. I advise you to eat it while it's still warm.”
“F*ck off!” Bobby yelled. He stood up as if he was about to attack, but Donald suddenly swung the
kitchen knife downward with great force.
Although he didn't actually hit Bobby, the strength of his swing was no joke.
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