At that moment, more than a dozen youngsters with tattoos on their bodies broke in. All of them were wearing black vests. They smashed everything which got in their way and shooed the others to the sidelines while making a beeline towards where Jacob and Master Wang were seated.
The guard's heart froze. At first glance, he could already tell that the youngsters were part of a gang. Although it was not a big deal, he was still afraid that those people would hurt Master Wang without knowing what was good for them. He had subconsciously put his hand on his waist.
Master Wang patted the guard on the shoulder, indicating that everything was fine.
"Brat, it's about time we found you."
Following the slightly muffled voice, Geoffrey Feng, whose face was wrapped in thick bandages walked over while speaking through a few broken teeth.