James' nearly murky, pale green eyes shimmered with interest. Right, what would he even desire at this age, anyway? Apart from power, it would be money…"You know my name?" James thought about it for a long time and asked in a hushed voice, "Then what should I call you? Major General Huo? Or Mr. Kidnapper? Or the heroic Spider Man?"
Huo Shaoheng laughed boldly. "Mr. James sure can joke. I don't know about anything you're talking about, nor do I know those people. Think carefully about what I said. If you think it through, please come to 38 Shell Drive in Long Island and leave a message."
