---- Chapter 2280 Kyrie, being a proud son of the Harding family, had been trained from childhood to handle words with polish. Yet, all that effort was instantly undercut by a man in flip-flops and baggy shorts who suddenly shouted. "To hell with those Soryans thinking they can strut around here. When they come to Holtrien, they'd better keep a low profile, or we'll have to deal with them." "Yeah, tell those Sorya punks to tone it down!" "General, we only have one question! We want to ask Mr.

Beckett and those Soryans whether they want their face or their asses beaten!" The waves of mockery made Kyrie's expression very awkward. He did not like the Sorya people either, but there was no choice since they were VIP guests here for business cooperation. So, Kyrie turned around and had his aide arrange for people to maintain order at the entrance. Then, he himself slipped away. Regardless of whether Kyrie liked them or not, Ezekiel was genuinely a tough player.

asked curiously, "Honey, what's so funny?" Andrew said calmly, "Nothing much. It

Aspen nodded, her voice soft. "Honey, I don't like the Sorya crowd either. But we still need to get that Blackstar Crystal from them, so let's just head inside." Andrew smiled and extended his hand. "Let's go. The invitations are already in hand." Aspen took one look at the ticket, and her eyes went wide. "Mr. Royce Vargas? Honey, isn't this someone else's invitation? How did you even get this?"

through the crowd, I brushed past him, and the invitation slipped right into my hand. Simple as that." Aspen grinned and gave him a big thumbs-up. "You're amazing, ---- Honey!" She smiled brightly and walked toward the main entrance with Andrew. The staff member checking invitations had a strange expression on his face. "Excuse me, which one of you is Royce Vargas?" Andrew stepped forward. "That would be me." The staff member looked him up and

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