At this point, everyone participating in this so-called hunting activity was a bit bewildered.
One was their nationwide God of Wealth, and the other was the esteemed Vice President.
They couldn’t afford to offend either of them, so what should they do?
Not only them but even Victor Hawthorne was a bit confused.
He couldn’t afford to offend either of them either, so he didn’t know how to proceed with this hunting activity.
Yet, the Vice President seemed oblivious to what had everyone on edge and continued to speak.
"If everyone were like Lord Keaton, joining any team they wished according to their own temperament, this competition would be utterly unfair. In a broader social context, if you were as whimsical, then society would fall into chaos."
Roman Kidd analyzed the situation in a seemingly meticulous manner, and what he said made a lot of sense.
But in reality, he only knew that his cousin had finally managed to be in the same team as Kyle Keaton, and he definitely couldn’t let Kyle have any chance of leaving that team.
However, what Roman said naturally displeased Kyle Keaton.
"Then, may I ask, sir, are you sure you can protect so many girls by yourself?"
As he uttered these words, the temperature around him dropped several degrees.
Some of the weaker ones were already trembling in their legs, unable to withstand such a sudden drop in temperature.
Even Victor Hawthorne, standing far away, couldn’t help but shrink his neck.
Perhaps this was what people often said about "when deities fight, mortals suffer."
"I believe they all have the ability to protect themselves, especially since Stillwater Villa has opened this place as a hunting ground, there won’t be any large wild animals."
Roman Kidd calmly continued to express his view.
Kyle Keaton wouldn’t back down an inch: "Even if there are no large beasts, these mountain paths are rugged and there could be danger at any moment."
He just wanted to be with July Quinn.
He didn’t want to care about anything else, nor would he.
But just as Kyle Keaton was busy arguing with Roman Kidd, he didn’t expect July Quinn to carry her hunting rifle and leave first.
Kyle was always quietly paying attention to July’s movements, so the moment she left, he didn’t care about arguing with Roman and coldly shouted:
"July Quinn, where are you going?"
The woman didn’t even turn her head, nonchalantly leaving a sentence behind: "Going hunting, you guys chat slowly."
Her attire was clearly soft and cute to the bone, yet she carried a gun, and her voice was lazy, inexplicably exuding a dashing vibe.
In her eyes, did he look like he was chatting with Roman Kidd?
And didn’t she think about who he, Kyle Keaton, was going through so much trouble for!
But she just left him like that, walking away gracefully?
For a moment, Kyle Keaton really wanted to get rid of this troublesome woman once and for all.
But if he could bring himself to do it, he would have done it long ago, and wouldn’t have waited until today.
So in the end, Kyle Keaton could only carry his hunting rifle and quickly follow her.
Once the storm-brewing man left, the atmosphere on the field returned to normal.
Victor Hawthorne sighed in relief and quickly reminded everyone: "Remember to bring your belongings and pay attention to the gathering times."
As he urged everyone on the way, Victor Hawthorne silently thanked Julian Quinn in his heart.
Every time he encountered difficulties, it was July Quinn who stood up and rescued him. Google seaʀᴄh noⅴelfire.net
Just for this alone, it proved that Julian Quinn was better to him than his parents.
So, Victor Hawthorne made another decision in his heart.
From now on, July Quinn wouldn’t just be the Julian of their class, but also his reborn parent...