“How could you bring yourself to deceive the innocents with your poisonous food! Get out of Brentwood!”
“That's right! You have killed people! Can’t you see? This man is even foaming in his mouth and unconscious!”
“Hurry up and compensate us already! You heartless restaurant! Do you still have any shred of humanity left in you? We have already called the police.”
There were many more comments coming from the crowd.
The closer Christopher approached Luna, the more voices from the crowd entered his ears. With every sentence, Christopher grasped the situation better.
Immediately, he picked up his pace and arrived in front of Luna. He noticed that Luna’s expression was not good, and Scarlett, who was standing right beside her, was supporting her. Luna’s delicate face was stained with exhaustion; her eyebrows were slightly frowned, but she didn’t say a word.