Top Notch War God

Chapter 39

"Yes, this is another piece from the auction. No one can be certain if it's linked to your jade pendant, but it's worth holding onto for a closer comparison," Ralphy continued.

"I've already figured out the details of the auction. It's said that the mastermind behind it is an organization specializing in smuggling and trading cultural relics, with a lot of smuggled items in their possession."

He continued. "But these items are kept hidden, and this person is very cautious. He always wears a mask when he goes out. The underworld has given them the nickname 'Masked King.'"

He went on. "The auction will take place in five days. Apart from those from Philadelphia, some nobles from Pennsylvania will also participate. I've prepared two VIP invitations and wired 10 billion dollars to your bank account. If it's not enough, please call me anytime, and I'll send more immediately!"

"Okay, I trust you'll handle it," Talon smiled. Ralphy had already considered all the details; he just needed to attend.

"What's wrong?" Ariya asked when she saw Talon put down the phone, looking somewhat troubled.

"Spend some time with Tina these next few days. here's an auction coming up in five days, and I want you to come with me," Talon said calmly after a moment's thought.

"Noted." Ariya nodded, noticing he seemed unwilling to elaborate further, and agreed.

***

Five days later, at the entrance of the auction, Talon opened the car door for Ariya. Dressed in a top-tier gown designed by Tina, Ariya attracted a lot of attention as soon as she appeared.

"Miss Tina is indeed a world-class designer. This dress is a perfect match for you," Talon sincerely praised, causing Ariya's face to flush red.

As soon as they got out of the car, Talon noticed the difference between ordinary invitations and VIP ones. It was evident from the number of people.

The ordinary area was crowded, while the VIP entrance had only occasional passersby and was attended to by well-dressed service personnel who escorted people inside individually.

"Hmm, why is it so empty here? Why aren't they coming in?" Suddenly, a woman's voice came from behind Talon.

Turning around, Talon saw two young women dressed provocatively, both probably in their twenties. Their hair was dyed blonde, and one of them had a nose ring.

"Hey, hey, where are you looking? Hurry up and take us inside!" The woman with the nose ring shouted at Talon.

Talon smiled. It seemed they mistook him for a service staff member.

Glancing at their invitations, Talon said, "You have ordinary invitations. The Masked King probably doesn't want anyone sneaking into the VIP area. You should go over there."

"Hah, you actually know the Masked King. You have some guts!" The woman with the nose ring sneered disdainfully.

"Well, let me tell you, I'm the Masked King's sister. Now I'm going to pass this way. What are you going to do about it?"

"I indeed can't do anything about it. If you want to force your way in, then go ahead," Talon said with a faint smile, deciding it wasn't worth getting angry with a young woman. He stepped aside to let her pass.

The woman with the nose ring felt quite smug, clearly enjoying the fact that using the Masked King's name was effective.

She sneered. "Hey, are you deaf? I want you to take us in. Why aren't you leading the way? If you offend me, the Masked King will definitely not let you off!"

Not wanting to cause trouble, Ariya tugged at Talon's hand and said, "Let's just go. The service staff will be back soon."

Talon, however, had other thoughts. He frowned and looked coldly at the woman.

"Little girl, hasn't the Masked King taught you basic manners?"

"Who are you calling a little girl?"

The woman with the nose ring was enraged and shouted, "I'll let you know today who the little kid is!"

She lunged forward, her hand raised, ready to slap Talon across the face.

Talon swiftly dodged, and the slap missed. The woman with the nose ring lost her balance and bumped into the railing.

"How dare you push me?" The woman with the nose ring touched her forehead, which was bleeding, and screamed.

"You'd better understand that you bumped into it yourself," Talon said, looking down at her.

"You're talking nonsense. I saw it clearly. It was you who pushed her into the railing!" The woman's companion interjected.

"Are you still trying to deny it?" The woman with the nose ring glared menacingly.

"No one's ever dared to lay a hand on me! And today, a service worker like you of all people does it! You're finished. I'll make sure you wish you were dead!"

The woman with the nose ring took out her phone and dialed a number. "Hello, Mr. Baxter? Where are you? I'm at the auction entrance, and a service staff hit me and made me bleed. Mr. Baxter, if you help me get revenge, Tina and I will be with you tonight. Alright, I'll wait for you. Hurry up!"

She hung up the phone, and her companion took out a tissue to wipe the blood from her forehead. "You're dead meat!"

"Mr. Baxter will be here soon. He'll show you what cruelty is!"

Talon looked at the young woman with a sideways glance and suddenly gave a cold smile, standing with his hands behind his back and saying nothing.

At that moment, a man approached with a group of about ten people. The leading man wore a shirt with an open collar and a gold chain around his neck. He was chewing on a cigarette and walked with a swagger.

"Girl, who hit you?" The man, with a grin on his face, extended his hand, aiming straight for the woman's chest.

"Mr. Baxter, don't rush!" The woman with the nose ring pointed at Talon. "It was this service worker. I asked him to take me inside, but he didn't and even pushed me. Mr. Baxter, punish him, but leave him some breath!"

"Oh, a service worker, huh? I see." Mr. Baxter looked at Talon with a sideways glance and blew out a puff of smoke.

"Judging by your attire, you don't seem to be one of the Masked King's people. You might be a temporary worker, right? Tell me, how should I handle you for pushing my woman?"

"Oh, according to your idea, what should I do?" Talon asked faintly, clearly uninterested in explaining.

"Hmph, you're quite perceptive!" Mr. Baxter thought for a moment and then said, "Here's the deal: you've ruined my woman's appearance, so you'll have to pay for it. Since you're being so cooperative, you can pay a million. And then, lick her shoes, apologize, and I won't make things difficult for you!"

"No way, I want to strip them of their clothes too!" The woman with the nose ring said triumphantly.

"What if I say no?" Talon's expression grew cold.

"Then you're in big trouble!" Mr. Baxter walked up to Talon, pointing at his chest with his finger. "If even a piece is missing, I'll cut a piece of your flesh. If you think you can handle a million cuts, then go ahead and try!"

His gaze then shifted to the anxious Ariya beside him, and his lust flared up. 'Such a beautiful woman, much more exciting than the two street women.'

"Buddy, it's fine if you don't pay. This is your wife, right? She's so pure and hasn't been with anyone this clean before. Let her accompany me tonight; I'll have a 4P session. Isn't that a good idea?"