America: The neighbor's wife is so incredibly hospitable!

"Whoosh—!"

Just as the two were catching their breath, the pine branches overhead suddenly shook.

A white bolt of lightning swooped down from the sky in an extremely unreasonable manner, and the strong wind it generated even blew off the Duke's windproof hat.

"Oh my God! What's that? Has the polar bear grown wings?"

Mark was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, and his shotgun went off accidentally, hitting the open ground with a loud bang that echoed through the woods.

"Don't fire randomly, you'll scare away the prey, recruits."

A cold, primal voice came from a boulder in front.

The two looked up.

They saw the enormous creature that they mistook for the "white devil."

The pure-blooded albino gyrfalcon "Sharp Blade" was perched obediently on a girl's forearm covered by a reindeer-skin glove.

Aya.

Today she changed into a very smart camouflage jumpsuit, and her hair was tied up high.

On that wheat-colored face, which exuded a wild, Native American beauty, were two stripes of anti-reflective camouflage mud.

He had a hunting knife at his waist and a recurve bow slung over his back.

She was like a goddess of the forest, looking down at these men who held billions in assets but were as weak as chicks in the face of nature.

"Is this the female guide sent by the Titan King? A little girl who isn't even an adult yet?"

The Duke of Aston swallowed hard, forcing himself to regain some of his aristocratic dignity, but he dared not look directly at the gyrfalcon that was still staring at him and drooling.

"I am the warden here. Here, there are only the rules of nature and the rules I set."

Aya gently raised her arm, and "Blade" let out a clear, long whistle, rising into the air again and circling above their heads.

"Follow me. Follow the current. If you don't catch a red deer weighing over 100 pounds before dark, you'll have to spend the night in this forest where grizzly bears roam."

Aya didn't even bother to glance at them, leaping off the boulder like a nimble leopard, traversing the rugged forest path as if it were flat ground.

The two pampered billionaires exchanged a glance, gritted their teeth with tears in their eyes, picked up their guns, and followed like two clumsy penguins.

This is the highest level of class bullying.

No matter how much money you have, in the territory of the Titans, you can only obediently be a hunter rolling in the mud.

……

A few kilometers away from them.

A luxurious panoramic tent, entirely constructed from top-grade North American redwood, set up beside a clear lake in the mountains.

Although the environment outside the primeval forest is harsh, the interior of this tent is comparable to a suite in a seven-star hotel.

Underfloor heating is installed under wool carpets through concealed pipes, maintaining a constant temperature and humidity.

In front of the transparent explosion-proof glass of the tent, there is a huge Persian tatami mat.

Chen An was wearing an extremely comfortable black silk bathrobe, his chest half-open.

He held a military-grade high-powered telescope in his hand, watching with great interest the "tycoon military training documentary" starring his little female leopard in the distance.

"Haha, that fat guy from Silicon Valley tripped and fell, and ended up with a mouthful of pine needles."

Looking at the scene through the binoculars, Chen An's lips curled into a smug grin. He picked up a slice of chilled watermelon from the table and popped it into his mouth.

"Boss, that's so mean! What if they break their legs? Won't they sue us?"

Jessica was lying next to Chen An. Today she had changed into a set of sporty tight yoga shorts and a tank top.

She rested her chin on her hands, scooping out ice cream made with Caucasian wildflower nectar that had just been taken out of the ice bucket with a small spoon, while gloating.

"Sue us? They signed a disclaimer. Here, they are legal participants who signed a 'Extreme Sports Experience Camp' contract."

Chen An put down the binoculars, turned around, and hugged Jessica.

"And I bet that after they've suffered enough and beaten that half-crippled deer that I released into that area beforehand and sedated, they'll think that club membership card is worth more than their lives."

This is the ultimate psychological battle, not only to screen people but also to establish authority.

They were skinned and dismembered, thrown into nature and kneaded, then given the finest material comforts as a gift.

These financial tycoons, who usually wield immense power, will never be able to be arrogant in front of Titan again.

Jessica giggled and playfully rubbed her calf against Chen An's thigh.

"But boss... since that's a no-fault area." Jessica bit the small silver spoon, her beautiful eyes sparkling with undisguised affection.

"Is this luxurious lakeside tent also an absolute no-go zone for 'do not disturb'?"

Because only she and Chen An came.

Sarah is resting in the main house and discussing the details of the baby's room renovation with a top interior designer from Los Angeles.

Katie, meanwhile, took her bounty of top-quality wild iris root and headed into her experimental kitchen to work on spice research.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for "alone" camping!

In this picturesque mountain forest, where only the two of them could be heard, with only birdsong and the sound of lake water lapping against the shore.

If nothing happens, it would be the greatest betrayal of nature.

"Looks like that glass of honey-infused iced water someone drank this morning really helped suppress the heat in their stomach?"

A fiery glint flashed in Chen An's eyes as he casually tossed the heavy military binoculars to the other side of the carpet.

His large hand reached effortlessly towards Jessica's supple lower back.

Through the thin fabric of his yoga clothes, his fingers conveyed the fervent warmth unique to this man.

Jessica boldly straddled Chen An's lap.

The sunlight outside the tent perfectly outlined her beautiful curves.

The body scent, a blend of Titan's private fragrance—Iris Cool Fragrance—exploded instantly in this enclosed yet transparent space.

"Didn't you say... in this kind of nature, we should follow our instincts, my king?"

The girl parted her red lips slightly, deliberately silencing Chen An from saying anything he was about to say.

Inside the highly concealed one-way glass curtain wall of the transparent tent, in this comfortable haven just kilometers away from where the Wall Street tycoons are struggling.

The idyllic afternoon belonging to the owner of Titan Manor, accompanied by the subtle rustling of the precious Persian carpet, was officially immersed in an indescribable and enchanting spring scene.

No matter how turbulent the world of capital may be, in Chen An's realm, enjoying every heartbeat and the temperature of his skin in the present moment is the eternal and absolute main theme.

……

Three hours later, the sun began to set, casting large patches of shimmering gold across the lake.

The battle inside the tent had long since ended, and the air was filled with a sense of languor and a faint smell of sweat.

Jessica, wrapped in the black bathrobe that belonged to Chen An, slept peacefully beside him with her little face flushed.

Chen An stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window again, holding a glass of bubbly whiskey.