Chapter 208: Bring It On

The old man, Edmund Byron, stood with an air of arrogance, his eyes narrowed and head tilted back in disdain. "These are mere insects. Gideon, you've made a mountain out of a molehill by calling me here. Do you really need me to deal with them?" Gideon cursed inwardly at Edmund's attitude. He paid this man thirty million a year for his services, and now, when he needed him the most, he was being difficult. But Gideon dared not voice his frustration. "Mr. Byron, I wouldn't have disturbed your deep cultivation, but as you can see, The Whiteman's guards are no ordinary foes. I had no choice but to seek your help," Gideon said, hiding his annoyance. "Rest assured, once this is settled, I'll give you an extra million as a bonus, and Nolan recently got some beautiful girls, some foreign beauties too..." At the mention of the girls, Edmund's interest piqued, turning towards Nolan. "Is that true?" he asked. "Absolutely, Mr. Byron. Some real foreign beauties," Nolan quickly affirmed. "The