Chapter 1673: Gathered

The atmosphere in the gym was incredibly eerie. This was originally a place for drinking, chatting, boxing, and betting. But now, it was oddly quiet. It wasn't that people weren't talking; it was just that everyone spoke in hushed tones, cautious. Dicken sat at the center, sipping his drink, casting his gaze over everyone like a ruler surveying his subjects. Occasionally, Dicken would glance toward the gym entrance, as if waiting for someone. After about ten minutes, the gym door swung open...