Chapter 255 Pure Power_1
Although they were in the same industry and direct competitors, once you reach a certain status, there was always an air of dignity and elegance to maintain.
Even if peers were foes and competition was fierce, they had to keep up appearances; even if they privately wished they could stab each other, when they met in person, they would still chat and laugh amicably.
Therefore, Mr. Smith coming to Baghdad in person was somewhat undignified, a step down in class.
The chairman of the Armored Group didn't make the trip.
There was no help for it; Smith, having climbed his way up from the bottom, was ultimately no gentleman, and no matter how well he usually played the part, now he could only cast off his false facade.
Smith was fixated on watching a duel that staked the reputation of Warfire - he wanted to see it, he had to see it.
However, Smith could have worn a military uniform, donned sunglasses, and stood amongst the ordinary PMC in the crowd to watch this honor duel.