There were a lot of people gathered in the bar. Some of them were spectators. Others were involved in the fight.
The group that the onlookers were most interested in was a small group led by James. A few of them had bruises covering their faces and blood rushing from their faces. They were forced to kneel on the ground, looking hopeless.
“James, how did you end up like this?” Dahlia could not help but frown when she noticed James‘ injuries.
“Sis! You’re finally here!” James staggered as he stood up.
It was almost as if he had met an angel.
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