The rain that darkened the sky was no longer falling, and the strong wind swept over the city with the damp air.
The towering buildings in the city were shaking slightly in the wind and rain at that moment.
In the building of Prosper Chamber of Commerce...
Trent stood in the lobby and looked around. The scattered security guards of the chamber were lying on the ground and wailing in pain.
It formed a sharp contrast with Trent, who was standing.
"Damn, how can this farmer be so good at fighting?"
"He should have practiced fighting, right? My goodness."
...
It was obvious that these security guards didn't take Trent seriously after Trent announced his identity. Those security guards only treated him as a farmer who had come to ask for money.
Russell had clearly ordered how to treat this kind of person.
Beat...
Russell ordered those security guards to beat whoever came to cause trouble.