"Fatty, what is the meaning of this?"
Head Guard Rowen didn't speak to this arrogant man but looked at the fatty.
If the other party was insistent on putting the blame on them, then he didn't mind calling in reinforcements and 'enforcing' the law. His enemies and rivals, who were eying his position, could take advantage of it, but so what?
Reputation was everything! Face was everything!
The handsome fatty's expression turned difficult.
He was also troubled by Dragon interfering in his way of doing things, but since he invited the other party to have fun outside, he inwardly sighed and chuckled.
"My brother has a point. I mean, with so many people surrounding this mansion, not to mention the guards, what are the chances that those souls could escape? If they could really escape after you have surrounded this place, wouldn't that make you all a laughingstock?"
"Hahaha!"
