Instantly, the situation in the hall became intense. The scent of gunpowder seemed to waft in the air, and the atmosphere was making the crowd feel very stuffy.

Mandy's face instantly turned pale when she looked at the hundreds of muzzles.

She knew Harvey could fight well, but time had changed.

He was a great fighter, but could he have any advantage when facing so many weapons simultaneously, regardless of your strength?

Even if he could block their first wave of attacks, could he block it a second time? A third time?

Mandy quickly walked in front and shielded Harvey, saying, "Mr. Mabon, this is Wolsing, after all. If you do use firearms, it won't be good for any of us. We can talk this through!"

Mabon scoffed. "Mandy, you're at the bottom tier of the Jean family's hierarchy of power. You're from the weakest of all the branches and someone the Jean family could abandon at any time. Do you really think you're that influential?

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