White Wolf waited for a few minutes, growing impatient. "Why isn't Ya Shitian here yet? As the host, shouldn't he be the first to appear?"
At this moment, a bodyguard walked up and whispered something in Timothy's ear.
Timothy stood up, "I'll step out to make a call."
Nan Sansi narrowed his eyes slightly. For some reason, he felt that the atmosphere was a bit off.
Timothy turned around and strode toward the door.
Just as he stepped out, the hall's doors suddenly slammed shut!
White Wolf and his group were stunned.
Nan Sansi rushed to the door, trying to open it, but it wouldn't budge.
The door was sturdy and very heavy.
Swish, swish, swish——
In an instant, iron bars dropped down from all sides of the hall.
Luckily, Nan Sansi moved quickly, or he would have been caught between the bars and the door.
White Wolf swept his gaze around, eyes sinister. "Ya Shitian, what are you doing?!"
He had gathered them all here, only to pull a stunt like this.
