Chapter 1426: Tough Talk

"Hey, I was just joking around. If anyone's getting married, it's not my place; it's our boss," chuckled Sixth Hoffman. "But seriously, if your empire is ready to surrender and send Sheffield Benedict and that so-called war god over to our boss as his trophy wives, we might just spare your lives."

He was seriously making a demand.

Sixth Hoffman was somewhat aware of the entanglement between his boss and Sheffield Benedict as well as Wayne Lane.

He didn't know if there were any feelings involved.

But considering the looks of those two, they'd make fine bed warmers for their boss.

A harem, wouldn't that be splendid?

Frederick Shaw was infuriated by Sixth Hoffman's shamelessness, and when he turned and saw Sheffield Benedict still smiling without intending to argue back, it made him even more furious, wanting to vomit blood.

"Don't you spew your … nonsense here!"

Considering Sheffield Benedict was still present, Frederick Shaw dared not utter the last word and swallowed it back.