The cameraman stiffened and gaped at Darius, not expecting this at all. He was so shocked that he didn’t even think about running after Darius. When he heard Darius starting his car, he returned to his senses and dashed toward the car. “No, I don’t need to think about it. I’ll do it! I’ll go to West Atlantics Int’l!”

Darius was speechless. He couldn’t believe he’d thought the cameraman reminded him of himself. If he weren’t an enlightened martial artist, there was no way he could’ve heard his shouts.

At the same time, he also heard the reporter’s footsteps. He hesitated for a few seconds and decided not to leave yet.

To everyone’s surprise, the cameraman was overtaken by the reporter. She darted toward the car, slammed her hands on the hood, and glared at Darius.

“Darius Reid, you’re too much! I don’t understand why you’re acting like this, so I won’t let you go!”

Darius felt a headache coming on. He didn’t expect her to be so unreasonable. Was she mentally ill or something? He open