Lucas stopped Paul after he took a couple of steps toward the training gym.

He said, "Master doesn't allow unofficial disciples to enter the training gym, Paul.No one is allowed to break that rule.”

The Quinn School of Martial Arts only imparted martial arts techniques to their official disciples and never the unofficial ones.

All official disciples were required to be in the training gym when they were practicing their techniques.

The reason why Paul had tried so many times to go there was just so he could take a look at the sect's official disciple-exclusive techniques.

Upon being stopped by Lucas, he laughed and smacked his head lightly.

"Oh, would you look at that? The moment I get busy, I just forget all the rules.Alright, I'll just sit outside and have some coffee for a while, then!" Lucas nodded.

The two of them stayed outside and chatted for two hours before Paul finally left with a big smile.

Paul didn't go home.

Instead, he went to the Hoffmans.

Jordan was currently training in the gym.

Fierce and menacing-looking veins surfaced on his arms as he lifted the dumbbells, forming a fearsome sight.

Paul was also taken aback when he entered and saw his sturdy and muscular physique.

To be honest, it was hard to say whether or not he could really beat Jordan in a one-on-one fight.

After all, the martial arts techniques that he had picked up at the Quinn School of Martial Arts were just some fancy-looking moves that were all show and no substance.

However, that didn't stand in the way of him expanding the Quinlan Sect.

A smiling Paul said, "Sorry for coming over unannounced so abruptly, Mr.Hoffman!"

Jordan was a boor, so he detested such meaningless small talk from Paul the most.

He put down his dumbbells, patted his arms, and bellowed in a voice so loud that it could deafen, "What brings you here, Mr.Quinlan?"

Paul walked over, sat down, and replied, "I'm here to discuss a business opportunity with you, Mr.Hoffman.”

The Hoffmans and the Quinlan Sect were rivals, and both had different turfs, so what kind of business opportunity could they possibly share? Jordan's eyes narrowed.

He picked up a bottle of mineral water and poured it all over himself from the top of his head.

It was only after he rinsed off the cold sweat on himself that he felt much more comfortable.

opportunity can we possibly share?" He

gave him a

of yours is suffering from poor management, right? The

were standing behind him, were furious to

by saying it's suffering from poor management? You have no idea how much money our sports car club

Paul neatened his suit.

to say with a smile, "When has it ever been the subordinates’ place to interrupt us when we're talking,

in question became even

"You-"

his arm to stop

that's enough.Let's listen to what

sound pretty nice, but in truth, it was actually their private

especially so after Yanci's appearance brought even more people

month, so Nora would

even if the car racing enthusiasts didn't place any bets, they would still

a shot at the sports car club! Paul adjusted his sleeves again and said with a smile, "Linson Leigh can be said to be someone under my care, but he's currently lying paralyzed in the hospital, unable to ever stand for the rest of his life.Of course, I'm not here to hold anyone accountable for it.It's just that I personally

are you

Paul replied unhurriedly, "$800,000."

Jordan,'’???"

He was livid.

must be kidding, right? Can you even buy that piece of land

in New York cost an

a suburban area, it was a

way $800,000 would ever

Paul smiled.

piece of land for

Jordan,"!!!"

had multiplied dozens of times by now!

here to joke around,

leave you with what I've said .Do give it some proper thought,

money, I can sponsor

Paul didn't get angry.

where I was before

Jordan”???"

him a smile but didn't

turned and

the room after

a frown, "What did he mean

Jordan's brows drew together.

around and find out where he

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