Another wealthy heir?

Bai Yan's brow furrowed slightly, then he chuckled with a touch of laziness, not feeling inclined to engage in a conversation.

Such people are too annoying.

"Beautiful lady, I think I must have seen you before... hmm, you are the mysterious and distant Oriental, Miss An Yan, the president of Shen Zhou Group, right? Our two groups have collaborated before, do you remember?"

It was obvious that Jim Flick had a way with words, always able to find the right thing to say to smooth over an awkward situation.

An Yan looked at Bai Yan, then sighed and responded with a polite smile, "Hello, I think you've mistaken me for someone else; I am no longer the president of Shen Zhou Group. I am the Executive Vice President of Wanyan Company."

An Yan was correct; Shen Zhou Group had fully merged with Wanyan Company, and An Yan had become the second-ranked person in the company under Bai Yan, while Li Xiaoman served as her assistant.

An Yan's amiable refusal was full of dignity and courtesy, much to Bai Yan's satisfaction.

This is exactly how my good daughter-in-law should be!

Bai Yan, with a smile, pinched An Yan's delicate hand.

Jim Flick feigned surprise and said, "Really? Perhaps I was too presumptuous. If it's not troubling you both, I would like to share dinner with you."

He still wouldn't give up; Jim Flick had never seen a woman as beautiful as An Yan.

Her uniquely gentle Hua Xia features, the mature and stunning smile, along with her hot figure, were utterly captivating.

"Dinner together? Save it, I'm not interested in eating dog food."

Bai Yan glanced at Jim Flick with a lazy smirk and whispered, "Jim Flick? An A-rank little puppy? Heh, I'm in a good mood today, not looking to teach you a lesson. Scram, go bark by the roadside."

Bai Yan's dismissive 'little puppy' comment made Jim Flick flinch, his eyes flickering with a cold glint.

The burly bodyguards in black behind him also tensed, their irritation clear as they glared at Bai Yan.

Undoubtedly, these were people from the Dark Camp's Abnormal People sent to attend the dark gathering.

Bai Yan's gaze was piercing, easily discerning their true identities.

Nothing but a few high-level werewolves capable of transforming.

This is a viciously evil Species that hates when their status is belittled.

These suited men each had a hint of bloodlust in their eyes; even through sunglasses, Bai Yan could feel their deep malice.

"It seems that the gentleman here must also be part of our world? Then I need to have a serious conversation with this lady; perhaps we'll become good friends..."

Jim Flick took a deep breath, his tone growing darker.

That Bai Yan could see through his identity on sight made Jim Flick realize something right away.

Bai Yan was also an Abnormal!

As fellow Abnormals, there was no need to adhere to gentlemanly conduct.

"If your father were to come himself, I might still be interested in a chat, but if it's just you..."

Bai Yan casually lit up a cigarette, smiling, "Scram, while I still don't have a dog leash in my hands."

What would I need a dog leash for?

Naturally, to leach a dog.

"Huff~!"

"Huff~!"

"Huff~!"

The black-suited men behind Jim Flick, upon hearing Bai Yan's words, began to heave heavily, their breaths coarse.

They each removed their sunglasses, their fierce and menacing eyes were fixated on Bai Yan, each pair of pupils glowing with a chilling and bloodthirsty red light.

This is a characteristic sign of an enraged werewolf; in human form, they don't possess great combat power, but when provoked to transform into werewolves, their strength skyrockets, and Abnormals of the same level find it difficult to best a werewolf.

Werewolves are a quick-tempered Dark Race.

"Master, your milk tea."

A Demon Warrior approached from a distance with a relaxed demeanor, respectfully handing a cup of chocolate-flavored milk tea to Bai Yan.

Including Bai Yan, none of the members from Demon Island thought much of these werewolves.

Any Demon Warrior following Bai Yan could easily outmatch these werewolves—was there any need to fear a bunch of werewolf-dogs that just looked a bit fierce after transformation?

"What's this? Little dogs ready to transform? An A-level strength is not considered that strong at your age."

Bai Yan took the milk tea, sipping it with a muffled smile.

Before coming to Paris, Bai Yan had already gathered extensive data on the Dark Camp's Abnormal People worldwide through Chen Yudong.

Jim Flick's family was among the best within the Werewolf Abnormal People, a powerful branch of the Werewolf Clan.

At the same time, his father was also one of the thirteen members of the Dark Council, a major power renowned in both the Mortal World and the Abnormal World that is the Flick Werewolf Family.

However, that was it. The werewolf family was still not enough to feel like a threat to Bai Yan.

"Um..."

A black-suited bodyguard couldn't help but grunt, no longer able to bear Bai Yan's words. Calling them little dogs left and right, did he no longer regard the great Werewolf Clan at all?

"Crrr~!"

The suits started to make slight bursting sounds.

They couldn't help themselves; they were about to transform.

"Chirp chirp..."

Jim Flick let out a faint whistle from his mouth, the eerie whistle calming the restlessness of his bodyguards, settling them down.

"Mister, I am very curious, who exactly are you?"

Jim Flick took a deep look at Bai Yan.

"I am the owner of Demon Island, as well as the master of God's nemesis; you may call me Mr. Bai, little wolf pup."

Bai Yan lounged lazily on the bench, his arm wrapped around Bai Yan.

"I'm sorry, but I haven't heard of these two organizations. However, Mr. Bai, you must surely be aware of the Flick Werewolf Family, right?"

Jim Flick took a deep breath, his voice thick with a menacing threat: "In Paris, no one has dared to call the son of the great Werewolf King a 'little wolf pup' directly! Are you... not afraid of death?"

Jim Flick's grace carried a deep murderous intent with a hint of mockery: "Or perhaps, you'd like to see your beautiful and lovely companion become the object beneath the son of the Werewolf King? Is that why you keep provoking us?"

"Whoosh!"

In a flash, Bai Yan disappeared from the bench and appeared right in front of Jim Flick, their eyes locked in confrontation, a mere two centimeters apart.

Bai Yan's cold, deep gaze made Jim Flick shiver all over.

"Ah!"

Jim Flick's gaze sharpened, and he suddenly stepped back.

Damn it, this guy is too fast!

When exactly did he appear in front of me!

"Young man, you shouldn't be eyeing my woman."

Bai Yan calmly glanced at Jim Flick and suddenly laughed: "I just remembered, my brothers rather enjoy eating dog meat. Your delicate and tender skin seems quite fitting!"

"fu.ck! Show some respect! I am not a dog! I am the son of the great Werewolf King! If this weren't the Mortal World, believe me, I could take your life right now!"

Unable to contain his inner rage, Jim Flick growled at Bai Yan in frustration: "Damn it, lowly Hua Xia person! You should kneel and beg for mercy from the great son of the Werewolf King! Otherwise, your actions will bring unimaginable tragic consequences to your power!"

Calling the great Werewolf Clan little dogs? Wanting to eat dog meat?

Jim Flick was about to explode from the fury in his heart, completely unaware that his earlier jest at An Yan would bring what kind of disaster to himself and the Flick Wereolf Family.

"Can't even use Illusion Realm and still trying to threaten others with force? Little dog, let me tell you, wooing a lady... sometimes comes at a price."

Bai Yan, with a smile, placed the milk tea on top of Jim Flick's head and smacked it down hard!

"Pft!"

The black chocolate milk tea immediately poured down, drenching Jim Flick's head, utterly ruining his gentlemanly and handsome visage!

Being treated like this in public, for Jim Flick, was a tremendous humiliation!

"fu.ck!"

"Damn yellow-skinned man!"

The bodyguards behind Jim Flick were furious, each pulling out their pistols from their waists.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

Several Demon Warriors, who had been standing behind An Yan with an air of nonchalance, moved in a flash, vanishing from their spots, and reappearing in front of the suited bodyguards the next second.

They crisply seized the guns and pointed them back at the bodyguards' temples.

Thinking of competing in strength?

You're nowhere near a match!

"Angry? Then transform, I have yet to see how little dogs transform!"

Bai Yan looked at Jim Flick with a smile.

Bai Yan wore a smile on his face, but his eyes carried a bone-chilling coldness and cruelty.

Dare to insult my woman?

Do you have enough dog lives to squander?

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