Archfiend Antigonus' expression did not change when he saw that scene. He glanced at the Goldeen and shouted, "Get lost!"

How could Archfiend Antigonus stand it if a group of ordinary people caused him trouble?

Goldeen's cheeks flushed, and he became enraged. He roared, "I think you are asking for it." Then, he waved his hand.

More than 100 people rushed over and surrounded him as soon as he finished speaking.

"Mr. Lambert!"

A security guard was so terrified at the sight that he almost collapsed. "Why don't we call the police?" he said as he rushed toward Archfiend Antigonus.

"It's okay. Get out and close all the doors on the first floor. I'll solve this."

The security guard could not decide whether to cry or laugh when he heard that. How could a single person deal with more than a hundred people? The security guard had no choice but to nod when he saw Archfiend Antigonus' serious expression. He motioned for his men to get out of the hall and close the doors behind them.

"Brat!