While saying that, Travis shot an intentional stare at Ansel. Little did he expect Darius would raise a brow and chuckle at his words. It was the first time Darius had laughed since Travis started working for the former.

However, seeing Darius so genuinely entertained made Travus more anxious. He wondered if he had accidentally said something wrong. Gulping, he clarified in a small voice, “I think I might be stronger than Ansel when it comes to combat power.”

Nothing changed on Darius’ face. In fact, his smile even deepened as he nodded at the former’s comparison. “That may be true. Perhaps you could have a heart-to-heart with Ansel when we get off this car.”

That was when Ansel’s head whipped to the side as he scrutinized every inch of Travis, sizing the latter up. In truth, he had some martial arts skills but had always thought he was an average martial artist.

Yet, upon seeing Darius’ current reaction, Ansel wondered if he had underestimated himself. It seemed like Darius was hin