William Walker had been hanging around here for three days, and finally drew attention.

Originally, William Walker was a student. Except for weekends, he had to attend classes on time every day and didn’t have much time to wander around aimlessly. But considering that this year’s students were about to graduate and face job assignments, William Walker skipping classes now had a perfectly reasonable explanation.

At this time, all the graduates were busy looking for places to be accepted, and the teachers at school just turned a blind eye and didn’t bother about students missing classes.

With William Walker’s twenty years of experience as a veteran detective, it wouldn’t have been hard for him to avoid being noticed. But William Walker had no intention of sneaking around at all. He wanted to let Eugene Young know—Bro is here to stick with you, to go head-to-head with you!

So brazen—no matter how good Eugene Young’s self-control was, he couldn’t tolerate it.

On the afternoon of the third day, the tall, Armani-clad President Young, flanked by two men in black suits, arrived at the underground parking lot of Yunfan Tower.

President Young had just received a call and was about to head to an appointment.

Just as he strode toward his black Mercedes G-Class, William Walker swaggered out from behind a nearby pillar, hands in his pockets, flashing him a wide grin.

That roguish smile was as irritating as could be.

The pleasant smile on President Young’s face vanished instantly, and his handsome features darkened. After a brief pause, he turned and strode straight toward William Walker.

The two bodyguards in black followed closely behind.

Eugene Young stopped two meters in front of William Walker, and the two bodyguards flanked William Walker on either side, their gazes openly hostile.

According to the building’s security team, this guy had been wandering around Yunfan Tower for three days.

And now, he was openly provoking President Young.

Nothing like this had ever happened before.

The two bodyguards in black were even a little inexplicably excited.

It was just too boring following President Young around—they hadn’t had a chance to stretch their muscles in ages. Although President Young paid them well, being idle all the time was stifling.

Hopefully, today they’d get some action!

But the kid in front of them looked so green, not even particularly sturdy—he probably couldn’t take a hit.

Bullying such a rookie wasn’t exactly satisfying.

Still, a fight was a fight—better than being bored to death. Otherwise, they might just get sick from all this pent-up energy.

William Walker didn’t even glance at the two excited bodyguards, just stared at Eugene Young. No matter how sharp Eugene Young’s gaze was, as if he wanted to kill, William Walker didn’t back down at all.

“Kid, you’ve gone too far!”

Eugene Young stared at William Walker for several seconds before giving a cold snort and speaking.

William Walker just smiled and said calmly, “President Young, you know perfectly well who’s gone too far.”

“What do you mean?”

Eugene Young’s face darkened, his eyes sharp as blades.

William Walker smiled lightly again, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, put one in his mouth, lit it, took a deep drag, exhaled slowly, and then said, “President Young, let’s not beat around the bush. You know what business you’re in. I just want to tell you, you can raise your funds and make your money—I can pretend not to know. But on one condition: don’t mess with our Wang family!”

Eugene Young’s face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

The two bodyguards even started cracking their knuckles, making popping sounds.

William Walker didn’t even twitch an eyebrow.

After a moment, Eugene Young suddenly lifted his chin and burst out laughing, his voice echoing loudly in the enclosed underground parking lot. It was a while before the laughter died down.

“Kid, you really are the grandson of Old Tiger Walker—you’ve got guts!”

Eugene Young gave William Walker a thumbs up.

“Kid, how about we have a serious talk?”

William Walker smiled: “Go ahead, I’m listening.”

Eugene Young’s eyes narrowed slightly.

This guy was just too calm—he really didn’t seem like a kid in his early twenties. Even if he was the direct grandson of Old Tiger Walker, with a strong family background, this was still a bit monstrous. For a moment, Eugene Young almost felt a strange sense of time and space inversion.

“You know, it’s been a long time since anyone dared to talk to me like this. Because, anyone who’s ever been this arrogant in front of me—you should know what happened to them!”

Eugene Young said coolly, his tone so matter-of-fact, as if he were some untouchable, supreme being.

William Walker grinned even wider, took a drag of his cigarette, exhaled lightly, and said in a low voice, “President Young, let’s talk about something with substance.”

Eugene Young’s face darkened again.

What did he mean by “something with substance”?

Of course, even though Eugene Young wasn’t quite used to this kind of modern internet slang, he understood the meaning. Whatever the reason, it was clear that this young man in front of him, who didn’t even look that strong, wasn’t afraid of him at all.

That made Eugene Young a bit frustrated.

According to the techniques Eugene Young had mastered, when negotiating, if you wanted to take the initiative, there were basically two approaches—one hand hard, one hand soft!

Both hands tough!

Usually, there were very few situations he couldn’t handle.

Anyone with sense would know what to do!

But this kid really didn’t seem to know his place.

“William Walker, I know your situation, and I know your family’s situation too. You’re a police academy student, young and fearless—I don’t blame you. But don’t you ever think about your parents?”

Eugene Young addressed William Walker by name, making it clear he was taking him seriously.