The Supreme Soldier in the City
Chapter 210: High Five as a Promise

Chapter 210: Chapter 210: High Five as a Promise

As soon as Michael Johnson left, Austin Henderson and the others scattered as well. With their boss gone, there was no point in risking their lives hanging around—especially not risking their privates for it.

"Hey, don’t run, I’m not done having fun yet," Sarah Grandy yelled discontentedly, but no one paid her any mind. In the blink of an eye, the crowd had cleared out.

The surrounding spectators burst into hearty laughter. Ordinarily, brawls are quite frightening, with onlookers usually keeping their distance. However, today’s fight had been profoundly entertaining.

"That young lady is quite formidable—she made eight guys run away all by herself."

"Could the young lady be the Queen Rose?"

The crowd continued teasing Sarah Grandy, who at the moment looked incredibly adorable, evoking a desire in everyone to be closer to her.

Face flushed with excitement, Sarah Grandy balled up her fists and cheerfully announced, "I’ve just arrived and already put on a show. Those with money, please support me with cash; those without, your presence is support enough. Thank you so much!"

"Wow!" The crowd was taken aback and then burst into laughter once more.

James couldn’t help but smile at her antics, finding the little girl amusing. However, not wanting to draw too much attention, he took Sarah Grandy to retrieve their car.

While the onlookers were entertained, some knew who Michael Johnson was and worried about James and Sarah Grandy. But upon seeing them drive off in a Porsche, they realized that these two indeed had the guts to stand up against Michael Johnson—even Michael himself couldn’t afford a Porsche.

On the way home, Sarah Grandy was still so excited, enthusiastically recounting how exhilarating the fight had been. James just smiled warmly, listening to her stories without interrupting. After all, dealing with a bunch of punks hardly interested him.

When they got home, James went to take a shower first. Meanwhile, Sarah Grandy excitedly made phone calls outside, recounting to her classmates how glorious she had been. Kids, after doing something they’re proud of, naturally want to share it with others.

After James finished his shower, Sarah Grandy was still on the phone, energetically chatting while sprawled on the sofa. James playfully slapped her butt and said, "Go take your shower, I want to sleep."

"Bye-bye, I’m off to shower," Sarah Grandy finally ended the call and hopped into the bathroom.

James took a cigarette, lay on the couch, and idly checked his phone. Shortly after, Sarah Grandy emerged from the bathroom.

Still wearing Emma Campbell’s nightgown, hair wrapped in a towel, and bare legs showing, she knelt by James’s head and said with a grin, "Master, your servant has come to serve you."

In a good mood, James tapped her on the head and said with a chuckle, "Alright, I won’t need your service tonight. Go to sleep, you have school tomorrow."

Sarah Grandy blinked and replied, "Then your servant will assist the master in sleeping."

"I don’t need your assistance, go to sleep, stop causing trouble."

Sarah Grandy grabbed James’s arm, pouting, "Master, I’m scared to sleep alone."

James glared at her and said sternly, "Still not acceptable. Go to sleep, otherwise I’ll not stay at home."

Sarah Grandy pouted even more, muttered a couple of things under her breath, and then turned to walk into the bedroom.

James was actually relieved; he was quite wary of her persistent antics. After all, Sarah Grandy was fully grown up, possessing enough charm to tempt a man. If he let his guard down and something happened, it would be problematic.

Thankfully, Sarah Grandy retired to her room. James waited a while, and hearing no further noise from her, assumed she had fallen asleep, and finally closed his eyes to sleep.

Though he didn’t know how long he had slept, the sound of a door awakened him immediately. Thinking he should maintain his strength and after a few days of conditioning, his senses felt sharp again. Previously, it wasn’t an actual decrease in his abilities but rather a lapse in his constant vigilance, which made him feel weaker.

Since he was alone with Sarah Grandy at home, James remained cautious. Even though he went to sleep, he subconsciously stayed tensed, alert to any noise. The sound of Sarah Grandy opening the door immediately woke him up.

The room wasn’t very dark; enough moonlight filtered in so James, squinting, could see Sarah Grandy tiptoeing towards him, her face carrying a mix of excitement and mischief, clearly up to no good.

"Why aren’t you sleeping?" James asked before she got close.

"Ah!" Sarah Grandy instantly squealed in alarm, clutching her chest and stuttering, "Uncle, how come... you’re still not asleep?"

"If there’s someone here up to mischief, how dare I sleep? Go on, no sneaking around," James said, none too pleased.

Instead of retreating to her room, Sarah Grandy came over to the couch and sat on the edge, pushing her way in with her rump.

"What are you up to now?" James sighed and scooted back to make space for her to sit.

Charlotte was sitting where James’s waist was, her hand resting on James’s chest as she pouted and said, "Uncle, I can’t sleep because I’m too excited. Keep me company, will you?"

"What are you so excited about?"

Charlotte’s eyes lit up as she excitedly replied, "Today was the first time I’ve ever fought in my life, and it was so thrilling. How could I not be excited? Uncle, you are really awesome. I absolutely admire you to death now."

Charlotte wasn’t there to seduce him, so James wasn’t in a hurry to send her away. He smiled and said, "What’s the use of being able to fight? I don’t have any money anyway."

"What good would money do? That guy who lost everything... pfft, his parents really had some foresight, how could they give him such a name?" At this, Charlotte started to giggle.

"It’s probably because his parents were gamblers, and they had him during a time they lost everything."

"Exactly, Uncle, you are so talented, it must be like that." Charlotte nodded vigorously with admiration all over her face.

"Stop buttering me up," James playfully scolded.

"Hehe, Uncle might not have money, but I still like you. You’re a real man. Those who rely on a bit of money but are actually empty inside, I don’t care for them at all."

James smiled and said, "Alright, I have to admit, this flattery is quite pleasant."

Charlotte said seriously, "This isn’t flattery, these are my true feelings. Uncle, in my heart, you are the best man in the whole world."

James laughed, "Okay, I get it. After praising me so much, can we go to sleep now?"

Charlotte pouted, grabbing James’s hand and shaking it gently, "Uncle, why don’t you come sleep inside? I promise not to make you do anything; I just want you to keep me company."

James shook his head and said, "Charlotte, this isn’t proper. I’m a man, and you’re a girl, how can we sleep together?"

"Why can you sleep with Sister Emma then? Why can’t you sleep with me?"

"Emma is my girlfriend, I’m going to marry her and make her my wife, of course, we can."

"Then if I can’t be your wife, I can be your servant, your concubine."

"These days, nobody does that. Anyway, you’re so beautiful, surely many people will like you in the future, and you will have your own life."

Charlotte was so agitated that she interrupted him loudly, "No way! Absolutely not! Uncle, I’m telling you, I’ll only like you in this lifetime. No matter how good other people are, they can’t compare to a single hair on you, Uncle. I want to be with you, and I will never be with another man."

James was surprised by Charlotte’s intense reaction, but he understood that this insistence was typical at her age. When he was with Melody back then, she was also this stubborn, and yet they couldn’t be together.

So he knew it was useless to try to reason with Charlotte or preach to her; it would only make her more upset. He simply smiled slightly and said, "Thank you for thinking so highly of me. But you are still young, let’s talk about this when you’re older, okay?"

"Uncle, don’t think I’m young and try to delay it. I’m telling you, that won’t work. Once I, Charlotte Grandy, set my mind on something, I absolutely won’t change it. Since I’ve set my mind on you, Uncle, I will surely be with you."

"But I have a girlfriend, and I’m going to marry Emma."

"I already said, I don’t need to be your wife. Go ahead and marry Sister Emma, I don’t need a title; I’ll just live with you guys. Sister Emma is so gentle, I think she definitely won’t mind."

"Uh, it’s not like other things that Emma can share with you."

"So, if Sister Emma agrees, you wouldn’t mind?"

"This..." James hesitated for a moment. Logically, no woman would share her husband with another, and even though Emma was very gentle, she certainly wouldn’t agree. He then smiled and said, "Alright, if Emma agrees, then of course I have no objections."

"Really?" Charlotte’s eyes sparkled excitedly.

"Of course, when your Uncle says something, it’s as firm as a nail in wood."

"Then let’s shake on it." Charlotte reached out her palm.

James chuckled and high-fived Charlotte, but he laughed inwardly. Such an arrangement would never happen because he would clarify everything to Emma beforehand. He didn’t believe Emma would listen to Charlotte.