Chapter 1070

The Special Forces officers raised their weapons at once, pointing them at Wilbur.

Even the snipers and bazookas were ready to fire.

Just then, an authoritative voice rang from the door. "Stop! Stop it right now!"

A thin man who looked to be in his fifties burst into the banquet hall, followed by a group of people.

Hugh flew into a rage. "Who the f*ck let you in? Get the f*ck out!"

"What a temper you seem to be in today, Hugh," the man said, making his way over to the stage.

It was only then that Hugh turned around.

The sight was enough to scare him witless.

Hugh scrambled over to the man, his expression turning into one of utmost respect. "Mister Forsythe! What are you doing here?"

none other than Marc Forsythe, the person in charge of Exodus

if I took

words. How did Marc know

that Marc could not know about some things that

had escalated, they would not be easy to take care of

Vale, Chancy, and Laurent snapped out of their stupor and hurried over to

Exodus Province, all three of them obviously

paid them no mind, however, and the three men

trouble. They've even wounded a number of our men, killing two of them as well. I had no choice but to call for Special

the situation, desperate

a provincial position. Even if Marc knew there was something fishy going on, he would at the very least give Hugh enough grace to get

just have to compensate for this with something in the future. Stuff like this

call out in agreement as well, blaming everything on Ryder

certain that Marc was only here because of Hugh, or to bear down on Wilbur and Ryder

as they were respectful enough to Marc and put him on a high

hand. "I'm so sorry that something like this happened, Mister Penn. It's all because of my own incompetence, and

shocked everyone in the

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