However, just when she felt as though she had been frozen in place, suddenly, a gunshot jolted her awake!
It was only then that she realized that this was not the chaos of a brawl induced by too much wine, but rather…
Was Lewis Harrison being hunted down?
But why? Why would someone be hunting him down?
Gunshots rang out, and many of the patrons that had come here to enjoy themselves fell into chaos, hiding wherever they could, the scene utterly disorderly.
A bullet whizzed by, and Lewis Harrison's pupils narrowed as his body swiftly tilted, easily dodging the bullet.
Following that, with a graceful turn, he had quickly arrived beside the man holding the pistol. With a speed that was too fast to cover one's ears, he snatched the gun from the man's hand and then aimed it at the man's forehead.
"Was it the Chois who sent you?"
Watching the gun muzzle aimed at his head, the man lost all his bravado in an instant, leaving only a face filled with fear.
"Yes, yes it was."
