The hotel's main entrance had a hollow glass design.
As Yi Chen sipped his black tea and glanced sideways, he saw that the area outside was already packed with people in red. The hotel's doors were even creaking from the intense pressure of their bodies against one another.
However, the crowding was quickly resolved.
It was not that the hotel had begun driving people away. Rather, the "negative people" packed in front of the entrance began to merge. Their bodies slowly fused together as if there were no barriers between them, shrinking from a scale of thousands or tens of thousands to hundreds, then dozens, and finally forming the shape of a dreadlocked woman who looked very much like the mother from the family of four.
This was not merely a physical fusion. Yi Chen could sense a genuine threat from this single individual. She could never be slain as quickly as before.
The woman pushed open the hotel's doors, still holding the document bearing that special name.
"Manager, I'm only acting according to orders. I came specifically to take away the outsider named Lorien. He may be able to help all of us."
As she spoke, she moved toward the lounge area in the lobby.
However, no matter how the woman walked, she felt herself getting farther and farther from the lounge. Even when she began running, she could not shorten the distance between them.
When she stopped, she was actually closer to the entrance.
"Manager, can't you see the document in my hand?"
The manager brewed a cup of steaming tea and personally carried it over to the woman representing the Eighth Calamity. He said amicably, "Priority... My hotel enjoys the highest priority. As long as they are my guests, and as long as they remain in the