Chapter 332. The Protest

“What the bleep!” Hutton exclaimed, looking up at the sky as he stepped out of the building.

The crowds were getting darker and slowly gathering. The atmosphere was somewhat moist, cold and a little bit windy.

“Is there a problem?” Kahn asked Hutton after noticing the worried look on Hutton’s face. He stepped closer to Hutton on the bare ground and also looked up. “Is it the rain?”

Hutton glanced at his face and scoffed. “Don’t you think it would be a problem?”

“It could, I’ll call to give instructions for none of our men to leave their points, no matter how heavily the rain falls.” Kahn replied and took out his phone. He was about to dial a number when he got distracted by Hutton’s sharp reply.

“It’s more dangerous than you think it is,” Hutton looked up again. “Carl Winston is a master of the atmosphere, he could use everything as a weapon against us. Everything include the wind, the rain drops, the moving trees and the wet soil.”

Kahn paused an