A middle-aged man appeared, flanked by a group of men in black clothes.
There were over a hundred of these black-clothed bodyguards, who fanned out in a defensive formation, surrounding the people William Cole had brought.
Green Dragon stepped forward, standing in front of William Cole, and shouted, "Charles Olsen, you've got a lot of nerve to speak like that to the Patriarch!"
"The Patriarch? Hmm, however lofty the Patriarch's status may be, does he govern Capital City West's casino?"
Charles Olsen huffed coldly, then directed his gaze to William Cole, "If Lord Cole decides to play a few rounds in Capital City West Casino, we'll welcome him warmly."
"But you can't just barge in here without discerning right from wrong, even injuring the casino's guards."
"If you make such a mess, how will people perceive our casino in Capital City West? Who would want to come and play here?"
"What happens if you startle the guests?"