Chapter 54 The Gray-Clad Group

Viper tightened his grip on the baton, his eyes locked on Mark.

The tension in the room was suffocating as the party-goers held their breaths, each of them acutely aware of the impending clash.

Would Mark emerge from this confrontation unscathed?

It was one thing to dispatch a few low-level thugs; taking down the gang’s leader was a completely different battle altogether.

Just when it seemed that defeat was inevitable, a sudden loud noise pierced the air. The ballroom doors swung open with a force that diverted everyone's attention.

Heads turned in unison, surprise washing over their faces as a new group of men entered the scene.

Unlike Viper's rowdy crew, these newcomers exuded an air of intimidation, but their entrance was far more organized and respectful.

Clad in sharp gray suits that seemed to signify their unity, they definitely weren’t the sort one would expect to see in a brawl.

Viper, taken aback by the unexpected interruption, briefly ceased his advance on Mark. What did thi