The media stationed at the entrance didn't miss this sudden drama, seeing someone pushing and shoving with the security guards at the door, they promptly rushed in to ascertain the situation.
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"Open your damn eyes and see who I am. I told you I know your Painter Finley. Do you really want to mess with me, and ruin your own career?" David Sanders was visibly rigid due to his chest being injured. He had endured the pain and made the effort to come here, only to be stopped by the security, which added fuel to his anger.
Snatching up his crutch that had been placed under his arm, he began to swing it at the security guard's head.
The security guard, Yunian, quickly backed off: "Sir, please show your invitation or ticket."
"Damn you, worthless thing! Get out of my way!"
David Sanders was clearly irritated, swinging his arm wide and pushing himself inside.
Seeing his injured state, the security didn't forcefully eject him but rather followed him in.
In all tumult and turmoil,
