Nothing is Impossible

Within half an hour, Ron had brought his former colleague to Bruce's building.

"Remember, don't get all dramatic when you speak to the master. No matter what the master does, you must not show any disdain."

Ron looked at Laura and his expression darkened instantly, "Regardless of whether the master is going to demonstrate his divine techniques, you show your anxiousness, even for for a moment."

As he spoke, Ron grabbed his chest. There was still a slight pain in his chest as he suspected that his ribs might have been broken.

There weren't many people at the moment, so the key was to interview Bruce right away.

Laura was actually in disbelief. After all, she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, so it made sense that she did not believe Ron.

If she saw what Bruce was capable of, it was surely to wipe that doubt off her face.

However, Ron did not ask Laura to believe him right away because she would definitely experience Bruce's magnificence after she went in. He was sure that her face would not be in disdain after that.

"I got it. You're really naggy. Why don't you go up and interview him yourself? You can just send it to me when you're done."

Laura said while she prepared to leave.

But Ron stopped her before she could take a step forward.

"I told you to control your temper!"

"I'll literally kill you if you lose it later."

Ron's eyes were suddenly full with rage. He gave off a terrifying aura, as if he was about to eat her alive.

This was the first time he showed any sign of violence since they met.

Laura knew Ron to be unsympathetic but she had never seen this side of him.

His behavior made her hair stood up on end.

She wanted to escape but she had to face what was coming next and there was no way she could not shift the anger onto him.

It was also the first time ever that Laura experienced such a complex emotion.

 She became alert as she quietly nodded.

She knew that Ron was not joking. If she continued that attitude of hers, she would really get killed.

So she decided to put off her attitude and changed perspectives on the matter.

She was curious as to who this Master was — capable to put a man on such an emotional roller coaster.

Then, Ron voiced out his desire for the interview once again.

"Say no more, I got it. I will definitely be on my professional best for this interview."

Laura nodded in all seriousness.

"Great. Go change in the car. I forgot to mention it just now but the outfits' in the trunk."

"I've got to tell you that Master Bruce is rather peculiar but he never puts the ladies in difficult situations. Who's to know, he might even favor you. If so, it will be beneficial for our interview."

Laura was stunned after hearing this

'Change?'

'It's just an interview. Why does it feel like a sex trade?.'

Not only was she delivered to his doorstep, he had special requests?

She looked at Ron with a weird face.

If that actually was the case, she might just not go.

"What are you thinking about?!"

"I'm asking you to change into a formal outfit because the outfit you have on now is a little inappropriate."

As Ron said that, Laura looked down to her clothes. 

'I see nothing inappropriate about it.'

But he wasn't wrong.

"Alright, wait a second."

Laura walked to the car and shouted, "Don't you follow me, I'll manage!"

His lips curled. He wasn't even thinking about anything like that. He just wanted to interview Master Bruce as soon as possible.

A few minutes later —

Laura walked out of the car and took a look at her outfit. It looked a little erotic.

"The top's a little too tight, and skirt's too short. If I tried to move a little, you could see clearly under my skirt!"

While she spoke, she was still pulling at her skirt.

She was wearing a blouse and a black business coat paired with a tight skirt and black pantyhose. Ron had even gotten her a pair of specially made high heels, which were at least 10 centimeters high.

It was as if she went to have an office roleplay.

"Mm, that looks good. With that on, Master Bruce will definitely not attack you. Remember, don't provoke him. Let him say whatever he likes and you just answer him."

Laura nodded, and the two of them walked upstairs.

Knock, Knock, Knock.

There was a knock on the door, and a voice was heard from the other side.

"Master Bruce, I'm Ron. I brought my colleague here for an interview. I've made a call to you before, and I was wondering if now's a good time?"

Bruce was stunned when he heard the knock and the voice.

'What a guy!'

Bruce did say that he could do an interview, and that he could come over if he liked. It's just that he didn't expect Ron to come in such short notice.

This was yet another opportunity after the other.

It would probably take one or two hours at most.

Bruce didn't want them to wait for long so he opened the door and said, "Come in."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bruce noticed the girl behind Ron.

She had blonde wavy shoulder-length hair. And that tight-fitting outfit of hers showed her perfect figure.

Unlike Annie, this was the essence of a mature women. Since she was a TV host, her looks weren't half bad. Bruce was fascinated.

After all, he had already gotten on with a younger women, now he wanted to change it up a little.

Ron winked and Bruce immediately took the hint

As for Laura, her face was filled with shock when she saw Bruce.

She expected that the Master whom Ron spoke of was a weird old man.

But in fact, he was a handsome young man.

Moreover, she did not expect him to be a Master because they were of a similar age group.

As Ron had previously hinted, this guy looked like quack.

'Hmm, with those looks however — sex wouldn't be completely off the table.'

Laura kept that tiny thought to herself.

But sure enough, Bruce picked up on it.

The favorability rating on her head was already 80, and with the Eye of Truth, it became 90.

'How could she be so shallow?!'

'Just because I'm handsome, it's love at first sight?!'

'Are there any laws on that?'

'Could I really experience the taste of love?'

Her beauty and maturity was what Bruce was into. 

'Well, nothing is impossible.'