"Then maybe you need to beat every one of us first!" Martin said with a grin.
The big guys standing behind him, all towering at over six feet, burst into laughter as well.
Some let out sharp whistles and casually took off their shirts, revealing their grotesquely muscular torsos.
Lin Weiwei's face reddened, and she quickly turned away.
Bai Xiaosheng coldly stared at them.
It was nothing but an intimidating display, meant to look scary.
"Are we doing this now?" Lei Ying asked in a low voice.
Both of their gazes dismissed the muscles as inconsequential.
What a joke. Thinking that sheer size and muscle equals dominance?
It's not lions hunting buffalo—more like buffalo trying to prey on lions!
A bunch of rabble!
Seeing the two Asians actually about to "give it a try," Martin's grin grew even wider.
If something kicked off, assigning blame would be tricky. If the deal couldn't go through, even "Daddy" wouldn't have room to complain afterward!
