Bang!

A deafening noise rang amidst all the pomp and glitter under the bright lights. There was a sudden huge noise from the golden-silk phoebe wood gate, as if someone had kicked it away.

At that instant, the music and laughter from the crowd came to an immediate halt.

Harvey walked in indifferently with his hands folded neatly behind his back, accompanied by a group of people indifferently.

More precisely, these newcomers broke into the place.

The stunned crowd stared at them in astonishment.

Everyone looked at the passage outside the door. Limping on the ground around it were several armed guards from the Thompson family. None of them were able to get up at all.

The scene bewildered everyone.

The crowd couldn’t decide if the man leading the group that had just appeared was a powerful figure, or a simple-minded fool.

After all, this was a five-star hotel under the ownership of Wolsing’s Thompson family.

Yet, someone had the guts to stir chaos during Pothole Hotel’s grand