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"Whoa, seriously? You're that badass and still just working for someone else? Does that mean the Morin Family is absolutely off the charts!?" Shawn Young exclaimed, looking both frustrated and amazed.
"Uh... The other two Great Houses also have plenty of talented people. Actually, the Morin Family isn't as powerful as it used to be! Compared to the Easton Family in Beijing and the Southwell Family in Shanghai, their overall strength has fallen behind. If they don't do something soon, the other two families will completely surpass them!" Felix Eagleclaw said, furrowing his white brows in reflection.
"Oh? How did that happen?" Shawn Young couldn't help but ask, curiosity getting the better of him.
"Sigh... Because the next heir of the Morin Family is just like you—a young guy! He's smart, sure, but all he thinks about is enjoying life... If this keeps up, the Morin Family will be ruined by him sooner or later..." Felix Eagleclaw shook his head and sighed.
"Oh, so there's no one else in the Morin Family fit to be the heir?" Shawn Young asked quickly.
"Nope, no one else... The Morin Family may be big, but their biggest flaw is that they never had many kids. The current patriarch, Samuel Morin, is really devoted to his wife. After she passed away, leaving behind just one son, he never remarried. Now his son, Charles Morin, will inherit the family's massive wealth! But... sigh... that kid... He just loves chasing women and stirring up trouble. He's got as many enemies as he does shady friends, all over the country. I have no idea when he'll finally settle down. Right now, Samuel Morin asked me to protect him, but honestly, Charles's antics are a real headache!" Felix Eagleclaw thought about the troublesome Charles Morin and his own burden, sighing heavily.
"Oh... So being too devoted isn't always a good thing, huh? With such a huge fortune, if it ends up in the hands of a useless heir, it'll all go to waste!" Shawn Young was thinking that, but out loud he asked Felix Eagleclaw, "By the way, if you're supposed to protect Charles Morin, why are you here?"
"Oh, because that kid should be arriving soon..." Felix Eagleclaw had barely finished speaking when the roaring sound of a sports car engine echoed from the parking lot outside.
"See? Speak of the devil and he shows up. That kid's here..." Felix Eagleclaw said, furrowing his white brows.
"Uh... sounds like it's more than one car..." Shawn Young felt like a whole convoy was heading for the parking lot.
"Sigh... Charles Morin is nothing like his dad. Everywhere he goes, he brings a whole bunch of shady friends and loves to show off. I just don't get how Samuel Morin ended up with such a weirdo for a son... Ugh, enough about him. I'll just say hi and then I'm out!" Felix Eagleclaw shook his head, his old face clouding over.
As they spoke, a string of luxury sports cars—more than a dozen, all different models—sped into the huge parking lot. Leading the pack was a flashy gold Lamborghini, with sleek lines and a futuristic vibe. Its deep, growling engine screamed power, and even someone clueless about cars could tell this one was several levels above the rest!
The gold Lamborghini, followed by the others, rolled into the parking lot but couldn't find a spot. The lead car honked, and the rest joined in, revving their engines so loud the whole place reeked of gasoline and echoed with deafening noise.
Soon, Vincent Wang hurried over, supported by a woman and trailed by a bunch of security guards. He looked terrified. As soon as he entered, he ditched the woman's help and rushed up to the gold Lamborghini, grinning and bowing, waving his chubby hand at the person inside: "I'm so sorry, Young Master Morin, I—I got here late!"
"Honk—honk—honk—" The person in the gold Lamborghini didn't care about his apology, just laid on the horn, making a harsh noise. Vincent Wang jumped, seeing the driver sneer at him. He snapped to attention and yelled at the stunned security guards: "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and clear parking spots for Young Master Morin and his friends! You're standing around like a bunch of bumpkins..."
The head security guard nervously asked Vincent Wang, "But boss... there aren't enough spaces for all these cars!"
"Not enough? Then figure it out and get those cars moved, damn it... Move faster! If Young Master Morin gets upset, you'll regret it! Got it!?" Vincent Wang shouted at the security captain.
"Y-yes... We'll get right on it..." The captain, sprayed with Vincent Wang's spit, scrambled to organize his team. Some moved cars, some went into Golden Dragon V to ask customers to move their vehicles. After a few minutes of chaos, they finally cleared enough spaces.
But to everyone's surprise, the gold Lamborghini didn't park in any of the cleared spots. Instead, it circled the lot and stopped right in front of Vincent Wang's BMW, which Felix Eagleclaw had smashed up earlier. The door opened, and a young man with black-and-white dyed hair stepped out. He first checked out the wrecked BMW, then walked over to Felix Eagleclaw, who was standing there with a cold, squinty-eyed expression. The young man glanced curiously at Shawn Young, then nodded politely to Felix Eagleclaw and said, "Heh heh... Uncle Eagleclaw, your Eagle Claw technique is insane! You even wrecked a BMW! Awesome... Did you get into a fight?"
"Mm." Felix Eagleclaw replied coolly.
"Wow... Anyone gutsy enough to fight Uncle Eagleclaw must've gotten wrecked!" The young man's eyes sparkled with excitement.
"I got wrecked even worse..." Felix Eagleclaw grumbled.
"Huh? No way! In a place like Nanming City, someone actually managed to hurt you? Who was it? What's their background? Are they dangerous..." The young man knew Felix Eagleclaw never lied, so he got nervous—Felix was his biggest bodyguard. If someone could hurt a top-five master like him, that was serious! If they were after him, it was even worse...