After Peter left for a long time, they still did not dare to speak loudly. The pressure Peter had brought to them was too overwhelming.
However, it was more exciting to think that this hunting competition was worth the trip.
They had traveled thousands of miles to the mountains to pursue excitement. Now that they could see a fight between the real masters, wouldn't it be satisfying?
"Tom, you're crazy. How dare you talk back to Peter? With his character, he's going to tear you to pieces! What should we do now? Why don't you go straight back to H City... Alas, but now there's no chance. Once you come in here, you can't go out until the hunting competition is over. Otherwise, you'll be hunted down. It's over... If I knew, I wouldn't have invited you over. It's all my fault..." Amelia was extremely frightened, panicked, and regretful. Her eyes were red and she blamed herself so much that she raised her hand and was about to slap herself.
Tom stopped her in time and said, "You don't have to blame yourself. I came here voluntarily. I knew Peter would come in advance, so it has nothing to do with you."
Amelia still said with remorse, "Still, if I hadn't invited you over, you wouldn't have thought of it. In the end, I was the one who dragged you into this!"
Seeing Amelia blaming herself, he could tell she was not faking it. Tom felt a little warm in his heart. After spending these days with her, Tom also realized that Amelia was not a vicious person. On the contrary, Amelia was actually quite kind.
"Well, I'll be fine. Peter is no match for me. He's the one who should be worried tomorrow, not me." Tom said seriously. His tone was very flat, but his eyes revealed great confidence.
However, in Amelia's opinion, Tom was still being arrogant, because she really couldn't figure out how Tom could compare with Peter.
Peter's reputation in the circle was so great that Amelia had no confidence in Tom at all.
She decided to lock Tom in the hotel no matter what happened tomorrow. As long as Tom didn't show up at the hunting ground, according to the rules, Peter could not do anything to Tom.
Of course, Tom's reputation would be ruined if he did so. However, what was reputation compared to life?
When Tom saw Amelia's worried look, he wanted to ask her why she cared so much about him. They had only met a few times and they were just acquaintances. But when the words rose to his lips, he swallowed them back and did not ask in the end.
There was no need for that. Besides, was it important to know the reason why Amelia cared about him?
Not really.
Many people present who had greeted Tom now regretted it and wanted to slap themselves for doing it.
If Peter found out about this, they might get into trouble.
In the eyes of most people, Tom was already a dead man. It was useless to show kindness to him, and there was even the risk of being hated by Peter.
As for the people who had kept their distance from Tom from the beginning, they were especially glad and gloating. Fortunately, they were smart and knew that Peter was coming, so they quickly kept their distance from Tom.
At the same time, on a windowsill above the hotel, two people were standing there drinking, leisurely looking down at Tom, as if looking at the scenery, looking at a clown.
"Interesting. I didn't expect anyone to challenge Peter's authority. More unexpectedly, a young man like him." One of the middle-aged men in his thirties, with a teasing smile on his face, lay lazily in a chair, his right hand slowly shaking the goblet. His muscles were especially strong, quite intimidating, and he was known to be a super expert at a glance.
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