At that moment, six uniformed police officers were patrolling the venue to ensure the Lord's banquet was secure. For this purpose, they had arranged ten patrol teams. The leader was someone Harry recognized, his cousin Lewis.
"Lewis!" Harry hurried over.
"Harry, what are you doing here?" Lewis asked.
"I wanted to see the Lord. Cousin, are you in charge of security here?"
Lewis said smugly, "Yes, due to my outstanding work, I was promoted to Chief Inspector yesterday. My superiors specifically assigned me to maintain order for the Lord today."
Serving the Lord was his greatest honor.
Harry said, "Great, Cousin, I want to report someone. He snuck in without an invitation. I suspect he has ill intentions toward the Lord!"
Lewis's expression changed. "There's such a thing? Who is it?"
