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?" The man was none other than Marc Forsythe, the person in charge of Exodus Province. "Everyone here might end up dead if I took any longer to get here," Marc said coldly. Hugh's chest lurched at the words. How did Marc know what was happening here, and even showed up himself? It was i