As his loud shout echoed through the surroundings, briefly drowning the buzz of the crowd, everyone suddenly turned silent, and the surroundings quieted down. The next moment, all heads collectively turned in his direction.
Suddenly feeling the weight of their collective gaze, Ravian's forehead grew sweaty, but he tried his best to act natural while unconsciously tightening his grip on the folded paper in his hands.
Moments later, the buzz of the crowd returned. But the topic of their murmurs had shifted.
"Whose kid is that? Does anybody know?"
"It's an adult matter; kids shouldn't butt in."
"Are we bullying? Hah! This little shit needs to know who the real victim is."
'So far, it's going as he had said.'
As planned, he had gathered everyone's attention. Now he needed to 'sharpen the atmosphere' according to Adrian's words.
"It is bullying! What wrong has the owner of this shop done to you people?! If he committed a crime, then why not report him to the enforcers?!"
