Episode 11

"Each of the three dresses suits you perfectly, darling. Do you like them? We'll purchase them if you do!"

The two sales associates no longer dared to look down on Fane. They merely stood there, expressions somber and regretful.

Hearing Fane's words made Salena blush with embarrassment. She was still somewhat uncomfortable with being called 'darling.'

"I think they're a bit too pricey!"

Salena had changed back into her clothes by then. She looked over the dresses and replied with a smile, "It's also about the mindset. One dress is plenty, no need for that many!"

"Hehe, just admit that you're poor and stop this charade. Don't even think about walking out of the store if you can't pay up later!" Mrs. Karen, the wealthy woman, started to mock her.

One of the sales associates smirked with delight upon hearing this, "The three of you act so shamelessly despite your poverty. Let's see how you handle things now that you've encountered someone stronger."

Unexpectedly, Fane handed over the three dresses to the saleswoman he had slapped earlier. "Just these three. Wrap them up for me!"

"Are you seriously going to buy them? The total comes to almost $200,000..." the woman asked skeptically. After a moment, she led the way, saying, "Sir, please follow me this way!"

Fane followed and pulled out a golden card. The numbers on it were all eights.

"Is... is this valid?" the saleswoman furrowed her brow, unable to resist murmuring.

It was the first time she had seen such a card.

"What's with all the nonsense? This is a password-free card for any transaction under $10 billion!"

Fane eyed the saleswoman impatiently, then confidently waved at Selena, who was waiting for him.

Gasp!

The saleswoman took a deep breath. Somehow, she still suspected the man before her was bluffing. After all, the strongest black card she knew of only allowed password-free transactions of up to $10 million.

Yet, here he was, claiming his card supported password-free transactions of up to $10 billion. If that wasn't a lie, then what was it?

Still, she managed to smile and processed the card through the reader.

And in the blink of an eye, the transaction went through!

"My goodness, he was telling the truth?"

The beautiful saleswoman swallowed hard. Even though she thought it was a bluff, the card had successfully completed a password-free transaction for such an amount. This man's identity was indeed extraordinary.

Customers like this were automatically regarded as VIPs.

"Sir, here you go. Please visit us again!"

It was rare for them to encounter such a wealthy client. The beautiful saleswoman respectfully returned the card to Fane, adding a slight bow. She tried to flatter him.

"Did I mishear you? Didn't you just insult us for being poor? And now you're asking us to come again?" Fane smiled coldly as he received his card.

"It was all a misunderstanding. I hadn't realized you were so humble!"

She replied with a smile, then added, "If you make similar purchases here every day, I wouldn't mind being slapped again!"

After all, those three dresses earned them a hefty commission, especially the one priced over $100,000. Most people couldn't afford them.

Fane ignored her and moved to Salena and Joan.

"Let's go. Mom, we'll shop elsewhere to find something that suits you."

Mrs. Karen was still standing by the door, waiting to teach Fane a lesson. When she saw the saleswoman happily escorting Fane out, she gaped.

Although she was quite wealthy herself, the thought of spending $200,000 at once would still pain her heart.

Moreover, she had just spouted some truly vicious words.

"Out of the way, good dogs don't block the path! Move!" Fane remarked coldly as he reached the door and faced the guards.

"How dare you, you insolent thug!" the head guard, enraged, stepped forward and threw a punch straight at Fane's face.

Bang!

But in the next instant, he was sent flying and landed hard on the floor.

"What..."

The other guards were dumbfounded; this thug seemed to be a formidable fighter.

"Why are you standing around? Seize him! Damn it, how dare he hit my men. He really humiliates me, Mrs. Karen!" she snapped her fingers, barking out orders, boiling with anger.

Bang, bang, bang!

Unfortunately, the next moment left her speechless. Her guards, agile and well-trained, all lay on the floor, unable to even touch Fane's clothes.

"Mrs. Karen, would you like to try?"

Fane's gaze towards Mrs. Karen was icy as he beckoned invitingly.

"It's all a misunderstanding. Little brother, I now see that you are quite the fighter. Why don't you become my bodyguard? I'll pay you well."

Mrs. Karen attempted a clumsy smile. If her guards were no match for Fane, what could a frail woman like her do? She might die from a single kick.

"Become your bodyguard? Heh, you think too highly of yourself!"

The notion was laughable to Fane. He, the Supreme Fighter, sovereign of the Nine War Gods with countless contributions in war, lower himself to bodyguard someone?

"Mom, let's go!"

Joan was frightened. She'd never seen such a scene before.

Yet, her son's strength was incredible. Such a group was no match for him.

"Let's go. Mom, I think the clothes at that store will be just right for you..."

"Don't bother. You've already spent so much. Don't use up all your prize money!"

"It's fine, Mom, your son wants to buy you some clothes. Isn't that commendable?"

A short while later, Salena received a phone call.

After answering it, her face grew anxious.

"What's the matter, darling?" Fane asked, upon seeing Salena's expression.

"Did you beat up Ivan Taylor?"

Salena's gaze turned frosty. Before Fane could explain, she scolded him angrily, "Why are you always fighting? Yes, you are formidable. Having been a soldier for years, you've become very strong, haven't you? So you will just beat up anyone who offends you, right?

"Hhh, Fane, look at yourself. Ivan is someone we shouldn't provoke. He's extremely cunning. And now that you've crossed him, we'll no longer be able to live in peace!"

Joan sighed. "Ivan is the main reason why Salena has been unemployed all this time. He's the director of the Taylor Group. Once he gives the word, who would dare risk hiring Salena?"

"But he truly deserved it. If it weren't for his identity as a member of the Taylor family and as Salena's cousin, he'd be dead!"

Fane stated flatly, then added, "The scoundrel. When I returned, I didn't know you had been kicked out of the Taylor family home. I encountered Ivan and he dared to force Kylie to eat bread he had stepped on. How could I tolerate that?"

"What?!"

Shocked by his explanation, Salena exclaimed, "That bastard. He's truly shameless. To think he would treat Kylie that way,"

Realizing her misunderstanding, Salena then looked at Fane. She understood that she had misjudged him.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know that's why you hit him. But, Grandpa is furious right now and has summoned us. My parents have already rushed there. They want us to come immediately,"

"What's there to fear? It's their fault for starting it. I haven't even settled things with those who dared to kick you out of the Taylor family!"

Fane snorted with anger and declared, "Let's go!"

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