Dozens of people were standing inside.

These people wore ordinary clothes, but fierce auras could be felt coming from them.

Couches, coffee tables, and other things were completely smashed inside the main hall.

A figure could be seen in the corner, coughing up blood while paralyzed on the ground. It was Prince Gibson.

Harvey York glared coldly.

‘Prince is already in this state when I’m not even gone for that long?’

“Hey! Hey! Who are you people?! Who let you in here?!”

“Oh? Isn’t this our