The atmosphere between the two became somewhat delicate because of Monica's provocation, and the envious glances from the men did not make Barrett Walker proud, but rather uncomfortable. Especially when he saw the huge advertisement of Julia, shining brightly as if she were staring from every ad, it made Barrett Walker feel uneasy. The interaction between these two women weighed heavily on Barrett Walker's mind!

Barrett Walker sat in the passenger seat, staring out the window, and the two didn't speak. As they watched the continuous flow of traffic behind them, the night grew darker, and the bustling city of Beijing began to cool down. Monica's car left Beijing and headed for the outskirts, gradually entering a tunnel. Suddenly, the car rushed towards a dead end in the tunnel, and Barrett Walker felt no surprise, just watched.

Suddenly, Monica stopped the car in the dark, extinguished the headlights, and plunged them into darkness.

"Don't you have anything to say to me? Say it now or you won't have a chance," Monica said with a hint of anger in the darkness.

"Let's go! It's dangerous if a car comes. Didn't you see your car? It's risky," Barrett Walker knew she was pushing him. In this tunnel that couldn't be found on the federal map, the passing vehicles were driven by people with no regard for safety, regardless of your status or prominence, they would still crash into you.

"Are you really willing to gamble with your life?" Although he couldn't see Barrett Walker's face, he could hear the anger in his tone.

"I don't gamble with my life. I don't take the initiative. Would you care about me?" Monica said fiercely.

"Can we get out of this tunnel first?" Barrett Walker reached for the keys, but only felt softness, nothing was there. Monica exclaimed, and Barrett Walker quickly pulled his hand back.

Monica lit a fire, the light instantly brightened, and she stared at Barrett Walker with a frosty expression. Barrett Walker felt embarrassed and pulled out a crumpled undergarment from his bag, handing it to her. "It's cold at night! Here, put this on to prevent catching a cold."

"Get lost!" Monica looked at her already bloodstained undergarment. If it weren't for her professional attire being wrinkled, she wouldn't have put on this provocative evening gown, inviting gossip. In truth, she had always been a very conservative woman at heart. She stepped on the gas, and the sports car roared out of the tunnel, immediately entering the mountains. On the secluded mountain road, the roar of various luxury sports cars could be heard in the distance.

They also heard the roar of a sports car behind them, then a white sports car shot past like an arrow and immediately slowed down, blocking Monica's car. A head popped out of the white sports car and shouted at them from behind, "Haha! Monica, who's the wild man in your car?"

Vroom! Monica floored the gas, and the car collided fiercely. The owner of the car seemed to have anticipated this, swiftly accelerating and drifting around the corner, then disappeared.

"Aren't you angry?" Monica asked as she drove steadily, turning to look at Barrett Walker.

"Why should I be angry?" Barrett Walker asked, not out of arrogance, but because he had already outgrown this kind of petty rivalry. In his eyes, the squabbles of these people were meaningless, and it was better to keep calm and prepare to advance to the next level.

"Hmph! Just go on like this!" Monica turned away from Barrett Walker, floored the gas, and the car almost veered off the mountain road. The tires skidded across the grass at the side of the road, and the car jumped, nearly flipping over. Barrett Walker was so scared that he quickly grabbed onto his seatbelt.

"Ah! You're driving so fast, you're courting death!" The jolt from the car's movement scared Barrett Walker's heart, and he looked at the dashboard, finding that the speed had reached 192 kilometers per hour. Driving so fast on this mountain road, Barrett Walker looked pale!

"Hmph! You can continue to pretend with me!" Monica looked at Barrett Walker's pale face and snorted angrily, but didn't slow down. Instead, she accelerated, then turned sharply at a 180-degree bend, skidding across the road with sparks flying from the brake pads, then smoothly took the corner and headed towards the mountaintop.

Barrett Walker was scared, this woman was going mad!

As soon as the car stopped in the luxurious estate, Barrett Walker got out of the car with trembling legs. He looked at the various world-class luxury cars parked in the estate, and the gentlemen who opened the car doors to welcome the incredibly beautiful women. Barrett Walker sneered, these beauties had lost their ethereal charm and soul!

Barrett Walker just wanted to find a place to vomit. This woman's wild driving almost made him lose his dinner, it was truly torturous!

"Aren't you going to show any manners and open the door for me?" Monica got out of the car, threw the car keys to the waiter, and caught up with Barrett Walker.

"Alright, don't follow me. I need to find a place to throw up. You go and deal with your business!" Barrett Walker felt the turmoil in his chest and abdomen, and waved at Monica, walking into the luxurious estate, where the bright lights and cheerful voices made people turn their heads. But Barrett Walker's heart didn't fit in with them. He used to be a part of them, but when he finally broke free and looked back, their joy was something he no longer understood.

After coming out of the bathroom, Barrett Walker watched the black-clad men patrolling the shadows, feeling the powerful force within them. These were all capable warriors! Barrett Walker walked on the lawn, arriving at a cliff's edge and gazing at the clear sky in the distance. To have such an estate on the outskirts of Beijing, the background of this person must be extraordinary!

Suddenly, there was a commotion not far away. It was a group of young people, dressed eccentrically and unconventionally, with several women heavily made up and adorned with earrings. Leading the group was a man and a woman, the man being the only one who seemed normal, but still out of place at the gathering. He was dressed in a racing suit, while the woman wore a simple white dress, making her look like a red flower among green leaves compared to the rest of the group.

Clearly, they had also noticed Barrett Walker sitting at the edge of the cliff, looking desolate. The man in the racing suit, who led the group, came forward quickly and looked down at Barrett Walker from a higher vantage point. "Who are you? Why have I never seen you before?" he asked.

Barrett Walker leaned on his hands and, feeling refreshed after the mountain breeze passed by, responded without looking up, "Do you think anyone would survive an ambush from here?"

"Hmph! Who would dare to launch a surprise attack here? They'd just be seeking death," the man scoffed, seeing that Barrett Walker was ignoring him. He had a slightly fierce and provocative expression as he said, "Who are you? I need to check your invitation card. If you don't have one, then get out immediately!"

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It was only at this moment that Barrett Walker looked up at the person behind him. This man had a heroic and fierce look, eyebrows sharp and a slightly savage appearance. It was clear that he was spoiling for a fight.

"You're a Durant, aren't you?" Barrett Walker asked to confirm.

Hmm! Bennie Durant was taken aback. He hadn't expected this man to know him, but it only made him look down on Barrett Walker even more. "Since you know who I am, how dare you be so insolent!" Bennie Durant's voice was aggressive, and the only normal woman behind him, in a plain white dress, pulled on his arm and said softly, "Bennie, don't be impulsive."

"Dani, stay out of this. It's not often I encounter someone who dares to be insolent in front of me. I need to have a good time!" Bennie Durant had just finished his exams today and had been pent up for a long time. Suddenly encountering someone of the same age, and someone who dared to disregard him, made him instantly excited. He brushed off the plain-dressed woman's hand.

Listening to Bennie Durant's words, Barrett Walker couldn't help but chuckle.

This group of young people all know their leader, Benjamin Durant. The most respected person among them is his sister, Danielle Durant. Upon hearing Barrett Walker's words, the expressions of the group changed slightly. They dared to insult their leader, Benjamin, and that meant trouble for them! Instantly, they turned into aggressive roosters, ready to fight. The young women even rolled up their sleeves, ready to throw down.

"Good! Very good! Dare to mock me, and I'll make sure you have no place to hide!" Benjamin Durant stood tall and fiercely collided with Barrett Walker, pointing at the cliff.

"Sister! Don't do this!" Hearing the vulgar language from the group of hooligans behind her, Danielle quickly grabbed Benjamin to stop him from acting impulsively.

Barrett Walker looked in amazement at the group of people, each dressed eccentrically, glaring with wide eyes, and speaking loudly. It seemed they were ready to fight. The commotion caught the attention of everyone at the dance party, and the patrolling warriors hurriedly stepped in to separate the crowd, fearing someone might get hurt.

Meanwhile, in the estate's second-floor study, Monica and a group of generals were in discussion. Leading the group was Barrett Walker's father, Morton Walker. Facing the youngest five-star general, admired by countless women in the federation, Monica showed no signs of nervousness. They eventually reached an agreement and stood up, shaking hands with the generals.

Suddenly, the noise from outside the estate made the owner's face turn unpleasant. Despite inviting such esteemed guests, someone dared to cause trouble. He immediately said, "Everyone, there's a small problem. Don't worry, I'll go solve it right away!"

"Alright, we're finished here. Let's go see what's happening outside!" Morton Walker displayed his refined and gentle character in front of others, but everyone knew the power he possessed, enough to destroy an army of ability warriors. No one dared to underestimate him because of his refinement; instead, they respected him even more. Upon Morton Walker's decisive response, everyone expressed their agreement.

Morton Walker and Monica were the last to leave. They walked side by side, and Morton said with a smile, "Niece! You've grown so beautiful. You should come visit War God Mountain sometime. He has always been fond of you since you were young!"

"Uncle Walker! I brought Barrett Walker with me." Monica smiled in response to Morton's invitation but did not give a direct answer.

Morton Walker remained silent for a while before saying, "He's here. Do you know how he did in the afternoon exam?"

"Don't you have...?" Monica exclaimed loudly but quickly stopped herself, looking shocked.

"Isn't it strange? I don't have the authority to see his results!" Morton Walker said somewhat forlornly. He thought War God Mas Walker had blocked Barrett Walker's results, but in reality, the true culprit was the headmaster of the War God Academy, Dainus Leo.

"You don't have the authority either, is it War God?" Monica didn't say it out loud, only murmuring softly, "Why would he do this? Didn't he expel him?"

"It seems he got into trouble!" As Monica and Morton Walker walked, they heard a commotion not far away. Monica exclaimed and looked at Morton Walker, trying to read his expression, but she found him calm, relaxed, and indifferent as if he had seen a stranger. Monica stomped her foot in frustration and hurried towards Barrett Walker.

Watching the aggressive behavior of the young men, Barrett Walker shook his head slightly, amused by their appearance. However, their increasingly rude remarks made him furrow his brow. He could only lament, "Why is there such a big difference among people of the same age?"

"Benjamin Durant, what are you doing? Hurry and take them away!" The owner of the estate, hearing their vulgar language, felt embarrassed to intervene in the face of the large group.

"Uncle! You're here. This person doesn't have an invitation card. Quickly, throw him out!" A young woman behind Benjamin Durant pointed at Barrett Walker.

The estate owner walked over and slapped her hard, scolding angrily, "Still not satisfied with causing a scene?"

"Oh! Doug Jones! You've really grown some guts! If it weren't for the fact that I find this place nice, we wouldn't have come here to play. How dare you hit my person!" Benjamin Durant glared fiercely at this middle-aged man, veins bulging on his face. Faced with so many onlookers and no help from the host, it was a great humiliation for him.

Monica pushed through a group of ability warriors, looking at Benjamin Durant's fierce appearance. Without a word, she walked up and slapped the young woman again, saying, "Benjamin Durant! I just hit your person, so what! You should look in the mirror and see your current appearance. You've brought great shame to the prince's party."

As Monica stood up for this stranger, the onlookers were in an uproar. This renowned and super-cold, elegant beauty of the federation actually stood up for a man, like a bombshell that left everyone stunned. Had the Rothschild family changed their rules? Were they allowing their family members to mix with other ethnic groups, even if humanity was on the brink of extinction? Monica's defense of a man was enough to shake the entire federation!

The young woman was completely stunned, her ears ringing. She suddenly burst into tears, smudging her heavy makeup and revealing her soft, smooth skin beneath. The rebelliousness had covered their true nature!

Barrett Walker remained silent in the face of Monica's resolute slap. He simply watched his father, Morton Walker, not far away. He still had the same appearance as always, impeccably dressed in military attire, sporting five heavy stars on his shoulders. But now, he lacked the resolute appearance he often displayed in his youth. Instead, he exuded an air of refinement and wisdom. Morton Walker and Barrett Walker locked eyes. Looking at his son in his smart suit, which accentuated his tall figure, Morton felt bitter. He thought about how many of these pampered children of the federation would survive, and whether his son would be able to survive and grow stronger. From Barrett Walker's eyes, he saw resilience mixed with resentment. Morton nodded slightly to him, but Barrett turned away, looking at the rowdy prince's party.

"Do you still have any courage? Let's have a one-on-one fight!"

"Yes, any one of us can take you on. Just because you're dressed nicely, you think you're rich and powerful, pretending to be a gentleman. What we need now are ability warriors!"

"You coward with no guts! Hiding behind a woman. What kind of ability is that? Show yourself!" Monica's slap made these people even angrier. Faced with Monica, they always seemed a little lacking in confidence. They angrily cursed Barrett Walker, who remained silent in the face of their insults.

"Get out of the way!" Benjamin Durant, regardless of the Rothschild family's female head, was truly hot-blooded and roared forward, sparing Monica but aiming his helmet at Barrett Walker.

"I never use my power to bully others. I only rely on my abilities!" Barrett Walker grabbed Benjamin Durant's hand and kicked him in the chin. Benjamin Durant flew up into the air, his teeth and blood splattering as he fell back into the crowd.

Ah! A loud scream filled the air. Who is this person, and whose descendant is he? How dare he act so recklessly? This Benjamin Durant is the direct grandson of Kim Durant! Did this person think that by getting involved with Monica, he could challenge the great families of the federation? If he is not from a prominent family, he's done for.

Danni, dressed in a plain dress, watched as Barrett Walker kicked her brother, her expression icy. She walked up to Monica and said, "Who is this man? If he's just your plaything, you better take care of him at all times, or you'll feel the wrath of the Durant family!"

"Yeah, Danni, count me in!" Mark Smith suddenly appeared with Vivian Tias, smiling cheerfully.

The estate owner wore a look of resignation, it seemed that this was truly a thankless task! Gathering this large group of troublemakers, he looked at Barrett Walker's calm demeanor and felt an itch of anger, thinking "You're overestimating your abilities and causing trouble, find a suitable time, don't drag me down as well!"

Almost everyone believed that Barrett Walker was as good as dead.