"Arrogant!!"
As this angry shout resounded, another figure appeared out of thin air within Wyatt Barnes's field of vision.
The figure was initially quite distant, but Wyatt Barnes could still discern that its owner was an elderly man.
In the blink of an eye, the old man was close by, confronting him and standing intimidatingly, glaring at him fiercely.
This was a very shabby-looking old man, his attire was unkempt, resembling that of a 'beggar'.
However, this old man, who looked very much like a 'beggar', commanded respect from the other people present as soon as he appeared not far from Wyatt Barnes.
"Lord Hall Master!"
Respectful calls echoed in unison, clearly reaching Wyatt Barnes's ears, allowing him to immediately confirm the identity of this shabby old man:
Enforcement Hall Hall Master, Eagle Coldring!
