The group of youngsters made a noise, dispatching their subordinates to engage in competition.

Everyone was full of confidence.

Someone got a sharpshooter retired.

Others had men who fought in real wars.

They also had professionally trained bodyguards with prestigious titles.

" Douglas, don't you join them?" Robert inquired.

" There's no need." Douglas waved his hand and furthered, " This falls within my area of expertise, and it' ll be bullying for me to take part in. The guy with you is your bodyguard? Can he use guns?" Robert couldn't help but glance back at General Marcus, who was surveying the range with great interest. Robert shook his head and replied, " He's not my bodyguard... As for guns, he must know a little bit." " Why not give him a shot?" Douglas suggested." Judith got embarrassed last time, so she's probably itching for revenge this time. If you don't join the competition, she must find one way or another. I' ve got someone lined up for you, but since you' ve brought someone with you, you'd better use your own man. Even if you lose the game, it doesn't matter at all. It is just a competition of deep roots. Losing in the competition is different from finding no one for it.” * Forget it. I'm no match for this kind of thing, and it holds no significance for me." Robert declined with a wave of his hand.

Robert was telling the truth. His primary adversary now was the Zabel Group. How could he possibly measure up to those people from families with billions of dollars?

" Robert, join us and have fun?" Judith walked over and sent Robert a provocative look.

" No, but thanks." Robert gestured a polite decline.

" Come on, Judith. He's not from our circle. Besides, it's not everyone can participate in the competition at their wishes," exclaimed the young man who admired Judith. He was Noah Clark, whose family was not as powerful as Judith's that owned billions of dollars but much wealthier than the Jenkins family.

Judith cast a grin, thinking, "I intentionally invited Robert to embarrass him without any expectation of his participation in the competition." Noah glanced at General Marcus standing beside Robert and naturally regarded him as the latter's bodyguard. He taunted, " For us, the underlings are people with real skills instead of just for show.” Dressed in a suit and leather shoes, General Marcus had his hair slicked back. Compared with the mac ho men accompanied by Noah and the others, he was indeed weaker in the aura.

General Marcus had deliberately suppressed his overwhelming aura within the city limits. Otherwise, these kids would be frightened.

Noah taunted General Marcus, but in fact, he was being sarcastic about Robert. He implied that Robert was feigning wealth and attempting to squeeze into their circle through the Zahn family.

But his words vexed General Marcus at once.

General Marcus retorted with dissatisfaction," Brat, haven't your parents taught you any manners?” A bodyguard brought by Robert dared to scold Noah of the Clark family?

This scene surprised many people, who immediately congregated to witness how things would go.

With his face darkened, Noah shifted to Robert and asked, " Robert, this is how you manage your underlings?” Robert let out a bitter laugh and answered, " He's not my underling.” No one gave credence to Robert's words, and they all believed that he was being perfunctory with Noah.

They mused, ' It's interesting. By saying that, he seems to have made a compromise but has shown his toughness at the same time.

It's like saying I refuse to argue with you, but I don't bow my head.' Noah raised his eyebrows and said, " Robert, are you disrespecting me?” " Do you warrant any respect, brat?" General Marcus reproached with dissatisfaction.

In the eyes of others, General Marcus was Robert's bodyguard, so he must have been signaled by Robert!