A Billionaire After Divorce

AND WHO ARE YOU?

"Hmph! Alright, then, boys kill that punk!"

As Black Dragon's voice resonates throughout the room, the guards draw out their batons and daggers.

"Punk, for killing our comrades and challenging our boss, you are a dead meat! Die now!" They roar and charge at Jordan at once, their bloodthirsty auras filling the air.

"Hmph, you dogs from Black Dragon Company sure overestimate your capabilities. Bunch of idiots," Jordan scoffs and rolls his eyes, unfazed by them. Not bothering to spare them a glance, he begins playing a game on his phone.

"How dare you ignore us?!" Seeing this, one of the guards yells, his face red with anger. "I'll make you pay for that!"

But once again, Jordan ignores them and instead of saying anything, increases the volume of the game he is playing, laughing out loud to it and giggling.

"Ah!" The faces of the guards turn as dark as coal and their bodies begin shuddering in rage. How dare he ignore them?

What an insult! They grit their teeth, instantly coming to a d