Boom!
As the words fell, boisterous sounds flowed in, more than a dozen middle-aged men in vivid attire, each escorted by a secretary or employee, surged into the compartment.
They all wore solemn expressions, sweat beading on their foreheads, giving off a weary appearance as if they had rushed here in a hurry.
"Who the hell..."
Mori Jones opened his mouth to yell, but the sudden intrusion startled him, his heart lurching. A look of disbelief spread across his face.
"Logan...Logan!?"
Upon seeing the man leading the group, Mori Jones's face tightened further, revealing a hint of guilt.
Moreover, when Logan and his group entered the compartment and saw them, especially Snowden, they all revealed disgusted expressions.
How did they show up here all of a sudden!?
Mori Jones's eyebrows knitted immediately. His face turned as dark as charcoal, making him look somewhat unnatural.
"Snowden Jones!!!"
