Facing my probing, Jordan Flores replied with a faint smile, "Mr. Thomas can interpret it as such, but we really don't need to make it this complicated."
"As long as you agree to join us, we will definitely provide you with ample resources," Jordan Flores enticed earnestly.
I retorted coldly, "What, can't you understand my words?"
Seeing my adamant attitude, Jordan Flores realized that it was virtually impossible to win me over.
Thus, he replied with a faint smile, "Alright, Tyler Thomas, let's pretend we never came here."
After dropping these words, Jordan Flores left with the young man.
But at that moment, Jordan Flores suddenly felt a rush of cold on his back!
"No good!" Jordan Flores thought to himself, attempting to turn around, but he was too late!
My fist landed solidly on his back!
This punch shattered Jordan Flores's bones, and his body was flung aside!
"Tyler Thomas, how dare you hit us?" The young man shouted immediately.
