No 1 Supreme Warrior

“I wasn’t bluffing. Not at all!”

Caleb was so shocked that he quickly waved his hands. “Young Master Chaffman, think about it. I don’t even want the ten million dollars you offered. I just want that woman. Isn’t that an indication of that woman’s beauty already?”

“I was just joking. Wanted to see you nervous!”

Peace suddenly burst into laughter. Then he waved a hand. “Get on the car. We’ll go look around Waltz Street and see if she’s there. If not, we’ll just go straight to her place to grab her!”

“You’re so decisive, Young Master Chaffman. You don’t waste a single second!”

Caleb immediately flattered Peace.

enough, three Audis drove straight out of the entrance

we try and see

a cigar, considering the

to a meal—to whatever they liked, so long

after thinking about

contempt swept over Peace’s expression. “You’re too naïve. You’re just treating them to a meal that costs—what, a million? Two million dollars? And you think you can get her just like that? You said it yourself. She’s such a beautiful woman. Plenty of men will have their eyes on her. Her own husband is probably rich too. Of course, that bit of money won’t have the slightest effect

of Peace’s mouth quirked upward. He took another long drag out of the cigar before saying, “I’ll give it a try later. I’ll offer her ten million dollars, then one hundred million. I don’t

“One hundred million?”

frowned. “Young Master Chaffman, isn’t one hundred million a bit too much just

if she’s as beautiful as you say she is. I’ll give her one hundred million and tell her to be with me. It’s not like I’ll sleep

to, and you can’t touch her. But I’ll let you try her out if she doesn’t agree—after I’m done with her, of course. Then we’ll kill her!