"Justin my boy, if you think anything of me, stay the night. My son is out cavorting, so you can have his room. I'd love to chat more about this game - I've studied chess my whole life yet you best me with ease. Please, make yourself at home."
"Uncle, that's too kind, really. I can just get a hotel."
"Nonsense! Now that you've come to my home, I couldn't let you stay in some hotel. Why, the media might portray it poorly come morning. Rest here tonight - if anything is lacking just say the word. I'll do my best to oblige.
Now, if you have certain 'urges' there's little I can do - the missus is home,
Justin shook his head - an ordinary case of civic duty. With his skills, the rescue was easy. No need for thanks. As Justin strolled on, dismissing the matter, several men in black suits and sunglasses blocked his path, emerging from a BMW. "Mr. Wilson? Come with us please - our employer requests your presence."Justin frowned. "And who might he be? I don't just come and go at anyone's beck and call. If he wants to extend an invite, I'll need a name and status before considering it.""All will be clear if you come along."Justin scoffed. Such cloak and dagger techniques hardly inspired enthusiasm. He strode past them without a glance."Sir, our employer said we may use force if required. While regrettable, please don't make this difficult."Justin smirked. "My my, is that how your boss makes friends? I'm not interested. You're welcome to try something if you insist."Exchanging glances, the men closed in, cracking knuckles menacingly. "I'd rethink this if I were you. I'm not one t
"You must be Mr. Wilson. As expected, your youth belies your reputation," one of the middle-aged men said - John Lee, Alex's father and head of the Lee family. Beside him was Kevin Green, head of the Green family. These two were famous figures in Metropolis Central who could shake the city with a stomp of their foot. Yet here they were, gathered in this compound and even bringing their sons to give Justin face. Justin smiled coldly. Seeing a stone table and benches set up in the yard, he sauntered over, brushed off some dust, and sat down casually. Alex Lee and David Green were incensed seeing this, but were stopped by their fathers as they moved to act."That's right, it's me. What's this about? If you have business with me, you should be laying out a banquet, not gathering a crowd to stare at me. This isn't how you treat a guest." Justin was utterly fearless.John Lee's expression darkened, though as someone who hid his anger well, not like his useless shouting son. But a silent d
Justin reached under the table and pulled out a Gatling gun, its rows of menacing barrels leaving the young masters pale and unsteady, barely holding their pistols. My God, was that magic? How did he get a huge Gatling gun in here, and produce it from under the table? Was there a secret passage? No, they had sat at the table too with nothing odd. So how did it become this heavy weapon? Were they seeing ghosts?No matter how hard they racked their brains, they couldn't figure out it was the System's doing. Justin had collected Gatling gun fragments long ago and assembled them in his warehouse. He knew bringing it out meant no peace, but with no one to disturb them today, it was a chance to finally indulge his desire to mow things down with a Gatling gun. How could he pass up this opportunity? "What are you doing? Don't act rashly! I'm warning you, murder is a crime punishable by death. You're still young with your whole life ahead. Don't do anything crazy!"The elders were also panic
Of course, we painstakingly built up these groups from nothing, so they are like our own children, far better than these worthless sons of ours. That is why we humbly ask you to take these rotten boys in exchange for our companies.""Tiger fathers devour not their cubs, yet you'd readily offer up your sons for your companies. Such ruthlessness is unparalleled indeed," Justin remarked."You jest, sir. There is no feud between our families. This mess stems solely from these wretches offending you. So let them shoulder the consequences, as is only right. Without this lesson, they will never grow up." The two fathers were determined to sell out their own sons."Very well, seeing your utmost sincerity, I shall reluctantly accept your apology. But some debts remain between these young masters and I. Fortunately, as their fathers, you're both here today. Why don't we settle this so no lingering grudges remain? I have a poor memory and tend to forget past grievances, after all."Hearing this
"Mr. Lee, there's no need to fear me so. I don't bite. I know you bought this car for Mr. Green, but now he's given it to me. I've come to collect what's mine. Surely you won't go back on your word? I despise people who don't honor promises. Also, I tend to lash out when displeased. I'll break out odd contraptions - who knows, I might blow this place up! That would be unfortunate."Just look at what he's saying! Could John Lee not be afraid? Try to imagine, if someone came to your door with a bunch of heavy weapons, demanding you give them a car - not just any car, but that specific one - and threatening to blow your mansion to pieces if you don't comply. Could you take that? Of course not. So now he was furiously scolding his son. The boy usually didn't apply himself in his studies, instead spending his days street racing. And now look at the fine mess he'd landed them in, nearly costing his old man's life! A good-for-nothing brat like this was worse than useless. He'd be better o
"Excellent. Just look for my companion here when you arrive. He'll represent me fully in all matters."And so Justin got one back on Mr. Webb for laughing at him earlier. Served him right! Maybe these two really would strike an unlikely spark. Then Lucas Webb wouldn't have to worry about his son's marriage prospects. Though Mr. Webb was in for one hell of a beating.After chatting with her for a bit, the German beauty sashayed away, tossing a flirtatious glance at Justin over her shoulder. Justin just smiled back benignly, even making an exaggerated lecherous expression. To any onlooker, it was clear these two had hit it off. Oblivious Mr. Webb certainly thought so."Not bad, Justin! A beauty falling right into your lap! I'm a little jealous, bro. It seems your peach blossom luck can't be escaped tonight. Remember to buy me a drink later!" "Don't worry, drinks are a must! But take care of yourself tonight, big bro. Don't overdo it." Justin replied.With that cryptic parting shot, J
"Mr. Wilson, come! Let me introduce my husband, Richard Lee, and our son George Lee. Dear, this is the young man who saved our George - call him Mr. Wilson.""Mr. Wilson, pleased to meet you. We can't thank you enough for coming to George's aid that day. He would've been in grave danger otherwise." "Please, Mr. Lee, you're too kind. I only did what anyone would and should have. No need for such extravagant thanks, this lavish restaurant is really too much." Justin demurred."Compared to your great kindness, this is nothing. Shall we go in and chat over the meal?" Richard Lee deferentially ushered Justin inside. They quickly ordered upon receiving the menus. While waiting for the food, Richard drew Justin into lively conversation, displaying impressive intellect and knowledge. Justin mostly made vague sounds of agreement, lacking interest to fully engage. He found George quite amusing and precocious though, making him think about having kids.Soon they came to discussing their famil
Indeed, Adrian knelt before his furious parents, a large plant pot holder raised above his head. His mother berated him while Lucas stood by mutely, not daring to speak. "I've spoiled you rotten. Gallivanting and womanizing was bad enough, but now you've brought a foreign woman home! You're old enough to know better. Just look at Justin - about your age but from an impoverished village. He worked hard and seized opportunity; now his cosmetics company earns millions daily. My girlfriends are clamoring to place orders through me! In just over two years, he's built a fortune rivaling what your father and I toiled our entire lives for.And you - no proper career, just playboys and parties. I could forgive the women, but bringing a foreigner home?" Kennedy ranted mercilessly. Adrian burned to explain it was Justin's doing, not his own. But he knew his mother would never believe that, likely punishing him further. So he swallowed the bitter pill in silence, inwardly cursing Justin. "I tr