No 1 Supreme Warrior

When he heard this, the smile on Peace’s face immediately dropped. Instead, he looked angry.

Peace had met plenty of beautiful women before. He thought of himself as a connoisseur of true beauty, and that no normal person could match his eye.

The two models he had found today were quite beautiful. He never thought that Caleb would comment that they were nothing compared to the beauty he had found.

Before Peace could say anything, the two models were evidently unhappy too. “Young Master Quinton, you must be joking, right?” one of them said, her expression stony. “We’re the top models for plenty of car showcases. And you’re saying that we’re nothing compared to this other woman? You’re exaggerating!”

“You two are good looking, but you lack a certain quality of a woman. A gentle aura, coupled with a sense of generosity—topped off with unrivaled beauty, the kind that immediately captures you when you see it. And the more you see it, the more enthralled you’ll be!”

Caleb maintained his smile. “If I, Caleb Quinton, spew a single lie,” he said simply, “may the gods strike me!”

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swore. He instantly leaped to his feet and

she already has a

long sigh on purpose, speaking with a tinge of

tell me this, Young Master Quinton? To tell me that the women I

Peace chuckled, obviously displeased.

Master Chaffman. I had no such intentions. I was just overwhelmed after seeing her. Every time I think about her, I’m reminded that I can’t touch

woman like that? What’s her name? Can

course. She just went out—shopping, probably. Let’s go and

that there was no way Selena could run away once Peace was

about it, then he added, “As for her name,

“Selena?”