Roar of the Supreme Warrior
Chapter 443

"I don't know. He disappeared after that, and I learned something had happened to his family. I repeated the year and took his words seriously. I studied hard and successfully got into the University of Sol." James was slightly surprised.

He did not expect the school bully, that used to dress in gothic fashion, to study hard and get admitted to the best university in Sol.

"Good job." James praised Joan, who had a pure appearance.

"Thank you."

Joan smiled.

The two chatted for a while.

Suddenly, someone walked to Thea and said jokingly, "Thea, your husband is getting seduced. That woman's name is Joan. She used to be a school bully and was good at flirting with men. Seeing that your husband was strong, she is trying to seduce him now. You should be careful."

Thea chuckled and said, "It's a class reunion. They're just chatting with each other. It's fine."

Thea trusted James.

"You're so generous, Thea."

"Thea, tell us about your useless husband. You're so beautiful, and the Callahans are considered a big household, so why did you recruit a live-in son-in-law?"

The group of classmates began to gossip.

Speaking of James, Thea finally smiled brightly.

She corrected them. "My husband isn't useless. He just likes to keep a low profile. He would've been famous a long ago if he wanted, but he isn't into these superficial things." Thea was telling them the truth.

However, her former classmates did not believe her.

There were countless rumors of the kind of person James was.

The group chatted together, and it was soon time to eat.

There were more than 100 people with two classes combined. With the addition of a few family members, about 150 people gathered in the hall. Everyone was getting ready for dinner. Around this time, Kian appeared and began to perform.

According to the agreement, he had to sing 20 songs.

That would be 100,000 dollars per song.

With Kian's performance, the atmosphere was extremely lively.

Kian walked off the stage and came to the tables while performing to give high-fives and interact with the crowd as if it was his personal concert.

Soon, Kian came to Zion's table.

Zion was excited by the scene. He hurriedly put down his bowl and utensils. Then he stood up and wanted to high-five Kian.

He had never been to events like this before and was overly excited. He did not place his bowl properly and accidentally knocked over the soup, which splashed on Kian. The singing abruptly stopped at that moment.

Kian's handsome face darkened.

He was a neat freak who hated dirt. Plus, he despised poor fans.

He glared at Zion, now that his clothes were oily and dirty.

"I-I'm sorry!" Zion panicked and kept apologizing.

"Sorry isn't going to solve anything. Do you know how much my clothes cost? Italian fashion designers made these. They are unique and cost three million dollars," Kian said coldly.

"Ah? Three million?"

Zion was dumbfounded.

This scene caught everyone's attention.

Quincy noticed it and immediately walked over.

"Mr. Campbell, is something the matter?" asked Quincy.

"Look for yourself." Kian pointed at his clothes.

"I'll apologize on his behalf, Mr. Campbell. There are plenty of people here, and it's inevitable for accidents to happen."

"My clothes cost three million dollars, Quincy. My performance is only two million dollars. Are you asking me to make a loss?"

Kian looked dissatisfied. He was short on money. recently The clothes were oily and were no longer wearable. It was impossible for him to wear them again.

"What do you say we do?" asked Quincy.

"..."

Kian opened his mouth.

Before he could say anything else, he spotted James approaching him.

Seeing James, he reacted as if he had seen a ghost. He was flustered, and his attitude immediately changed.

"C-Chairman, why are you here?"

"Just sing if you're here to sing. Don't cause trouble," James said as he glanced at Kian and then toward Zion. "A-Alright!"

He did not dare to say no.

Many people's eyes fixated on James.

Quincy also glanced at him with a frown.

'Chairman?

'What chairman?' thought Quincy.