"Chubby Bro, are you threatening me?"
Cold light flashed in Wyatt's eyes, causing Chubby Bro to step back, "Bo... Boss, I was wrong, my bad!"
"Enough!"
With a frown, Wyatt stopped arguing with Chubby Bro.
Nonchalantly, he began to remove the bronze ring on his finger and turned to Chubby Bro, "Take this ring and give me the one on your hand!"
Chubby Bro was dumbstruck.
He glanced at the bronze ring in Wyatt's hand, then looked at the gold ring on his own thumb. Pain crept across his chubby face, "Boss, this ring was a birthday gift from my grandpa last year…"
"So, are we trading or not? If not, get lost!"
Wyatt glared and gave a low grunt, ready to walk away.
Chubby Bro, being the vixen he was, quickly read the cues. He stopped Wyatt with his chubby hands and chuckled, "Boss, is there a secret to that ring of yours?"
Wyatt snorted, "If you take this ring, defeating Louis Lee would be a piece of cake. But if you're reluctant to part with your grandfather's gift, forget it!"
