A FLICK
Under the intense gaze of everyone, Jordan strides confidently towards Deathpool and his underlings and stops right in front of them, a subtle smile on his cute face as he leans on the wall and casts Deathpool a glance, seemingly waiting for a response.

As Deathpool's cold and aloof gaze drops to Jordan, the unexpected interloper, his face suddenly loses color, his eyes narrow, and an uneasy feeling creeps up his heart.

Though the young man before him looks casual and with no extraordinary touch to him, his voice carries commanding weight so far superior to his bosses and there's an unfathomable eerie aura radiating from him.

'Uhm,' he swallows silently, a chill running down his spine, straight to his bone marrow.

It takes him a few minutes to compose himself before he gazes back at Jordan and asks with his guard up, "Who are you?"

"Who I am depends on who you want to meet," Jordan replies nonchalantly, his smile unwavering. "I believe you have planned so much for these girls and ar
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