Bam!

The door was kicked open.

Dozens of monks rushed in, with Aryan leading the group.

A terrifying aura seeped out of him as he said fiercely, “Which one of your bastards hit the consul? Do you want to die?”

The monks were holding repeating crossbows, their expressions cold; they instantly pointed the crossbows at the killers on the second floor, ready to take action at any moment.

At the same time, eight monks next to Aryan quickly went to stand in front of Stefan.

Their expressions tur