Miles was a veteran in the market. It was no surprise that he could accurately grasp what kind of person Parker was.

Sure enough, Parker sounded extremely pleased with himself at Miles’ flattery and boldly announced, “All right! I’ll keep you safe for a few days since you paid us so well.”

“Not to brag, but I can promise you that no one will be able to even come close to you while you remain in the Black Tiger League!”

“Thank you, Mr. Parker. Thank you, Hellhound. Here’s a toast to us!”

Miles was overjoyed as he thanked them profusely.

The trio chatted merrily as they exchanged a toast.

They were, however, quickly interrupted by a rush of footsteps out the door.

A young man in a black T-shirt rushed in.

“Something’s wrong, Mr. Parker. There’s someone…outside…”

Parker seemed displeased as he set down the wine glass in his hand.

Hellhound smacked the younger’s head and rebuked, “Do you not see that Mr. Parker is busy with something right now?”

“Who cares if someone is outside? Whoever is outside can wait even if the sky collapses!”

obviously a mere grunt of the Black Tiger League. He couldn’t show

continued with great trepidation,

a mere package scares you

Parker frowned.

The

man was

“What? Blood?”

and Hellhound shared a

this man

Parker bellowed.

“Yes, sir!”

forehead and

take long for him to return with

soon as the man entered, he had

carpet crimson as soon as

box

man with the black turban reached out

who was closest

he saw had him

It’s Gray

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