“This watch is decent. I’ll give you five hundred for it!”
Five hundred? Are you fucking blind? It’s a Vacheron Constantin!
“This ring’s not bad either. Three hundred!”
That ring’s a Vantino! Three hundred? Three hundred, my ass!
“This lighter looks like it might be worth a little something, too. Let’s round it all up and call it a thousand.”
A Zippo lighter is only worth two hundred? This is fucking robbery!
A legendary powerhouse is recovering from an injury when he unexpectedly becomes the personal bodyguard of a beautiful businesswoman. He is drawn back into a maelstrom of competing interests and rises against all odds to become a king amid blood and chaos!
I hope the author can make the main character die in a few episodes. Supporting characters come to the fore. The supporting characters are domineering.