Seeing this, Sandi immediately approached, clutching a metal rod, and leaned on the door that had just closed.
If need be, he would break through the door to save the people inside, even if it alerted the others nearby or drew the attention of the Half Moon Association.
The sight of his good friend Felton's head on Mr. Swaphead's neck had filled Sandi with both horror and anger, and he had been suppressing a raging fury within him ever since.
Inside the room.
Yan Junze walked up to a small bar, propped the umbrella against it, and pointing at the red wine and champagne, asked Corante, "Would you like a drink? By the way, in your current state, can you still drink?"
As he finished speaking, he glanced at Corante's broken neck.
Corante was even more pleased with this target, and somewhat surprised. He shook his head, "Sorry, I can't drink at the moment."