This time, it's not just one person.
It's a group!
They looked amicable, with some smiles on their faces, as if attending an engagement banquet. Yet, their presence was aggressive, like a gang fight.
No, it's a disruption.
The sound of many footsteps overlapped.
Cynthia Frost's face gradually turned solemn.
Someone asked, "Do you have an invitation?"
"No." Finn answered boldly.
"No invitation, no entry." The guard had no idea who these people were.
Finn sighed, "Come on, give us a break."
Cynthia Frost stepped forward, "Get lost."
Finn glanced around at Cynthia Frost, "Really not going to give in?"
Cynthia Frost: "Get lost."
"So arrogant, fitting for a Vice Hall Master." Finn raised his eyebrows.
In the next second, Finn's gaze suddenly became sharp and dangerous, "Since that's the case, we'll have to force our way in."
The people on Cynthia Frost's side spread out, ready to fight.
"Someone take care of this girl. Sean Sloan, go." Finn said.
