"What? He is the infamous Jackson Steele we've been hearing about?" The crowd gasps, their faces draining of color."Ah! It's no wonder he's so arrogant! He has what it takes to be!" Someone in the crowd mutters, shuddering."Now that young man is done for! Out of all the people he could have provoked, it has to be Mr. Jackson Steele! Mr. Jackson fucking Steele! Talk about terrible luck!""Is he really that impressive?" Jordan asks the young man, his brows slightly furrowed."Impressive? He's far more than that!" The young man practically yells at the top of his lungs, his veins pulsating. "Mr. Jackson Steele is only two levels below Mr. Vincy in Martial arts. In all of East Veridora, there are very few who can match him. "Furthermore, the Vincy Martial Arts School holds a ranking almost on par with the top five families. I'm sure you must know just how powerful the top families are. "In that case, then I guess you can figure out just how powerful the school must be for it to be alm
It's important to recall that last night when Jordan gloriously intervened to save Natasha from Ryan's evil clutches, his friend, Vincy, who happened to be the head of the Vincy Martial Arts School, arrived with a group of his students to seek revenge. However, Jordan easily defeated them all without even moving a muscle and ultimately killed Vincy.Jordan doesn't know if he should call this karma dealing with the Vincy Martial arts school or a mere coincidence because how can he explain the fact that he killed Vincy just last night and today his assistant is here looking for his trouble and displaying the same level of arrogance and lack of manners Vincy displayed."Maybe it's not karma or anything, but rather the fact that the martial artists from the Vincy Martial Arts School tend to be excessively arrogant and lack manners," he contemplates, nodding in agreement.But he doesn't blame them though. After all, he expected nothing less from people who had a teacher like Vincy. Neverth
This intruder is a towering figure, standing at two inches below 6 feet, with a powerful and imposing presence. His salt-and-pepper hair adds an air of authority to his distinguished appearance, and his sharp, piercing black eyes hold a commanding presence and appear heavy as if they carry the weight of the whole world. "Director Bill!""OMG, it's Director Bill!""Director Bill is here!" At a glance at the intruder, the nurses whisper among themselves, their eyes wide and their bodies unconsciously shuddering."It is the infamous Director William Bill Harrington!" Although the nurses whispered quietly, their words carry enough volume for a nearby young man to grasp and he doesn't waste a moment as he blurts out the identity of the old man to the entire room."What? That's Director Bill? But what is he doing here?""What else could have brought him here if not the dispute going on?""Ah! That young man's arrogance has finally drawn the lion out of its den!""Rumors have it that the old
Jackson's words and cold demeanor send a shiver down Director Bill's spine.As the hospital's director, his responsibility is to oversee the hospital's daily operations and report to the CEO. If the hospital were to suffer damage or disruption, how could he possibly explain it to the CEO? What excuse could he offer?His face contorts with worry, large beads of sweat forming on his brow and trickling down his chin."Director Bill, you are suddenly sweating so profusely, is the air condition not to your liking? Or is anything the matter?” Jackson smiles, adopting an innocent demeanor that starkly contrasts with his earlier hostility."Um," Director Bill stammers, swallowing hard. 'Bold of you to ask me that when you are the reason I'm in this turmoil!' He practically yells in his head, but outwardly, he forces a half-hearted smile as he retorts, "Of course not, Mr. Steele, everything is perfectly fine, I just feel a little hot," he wipes off his sweat with his handkerchief. "But there
Sharp gasps echo round the room at Jordan’s statement, everyone's jaw literally dropping to the floor in shock.It is now clear to them that Jordan is not just bold but crazy! Yes, he has lost his senses! Director Bill told him to repeat his words and he dared do so! Couldn't he have known that the ruthless old man was only setting him up for a trap? And he willingly fell for it!To top it off, he added that the man is also an imbecile. How outrageous. His boldness knows no bounds. They can't help but feel he really has a death wish.Jordan looks around, noting the repulsive gazes cast at him, but he doesn't flinch in the least. They can look at him any way they want. He couldn't care less.After all, the silly director asked for it and he only fulfilled his wish. Nevertheless, he can't hide the fact that he is so disappointed. Doctor Sean could act uncultured and foolishly but he expected better from the prestigious director of Royalview Medical Spa. He expected so much better."Yo
The entire room falls into a deathly silence as they witness Jordan ruthlessly breaking Director Bill's finger. Shock grips everyone, including Jackson, to the point where their jaws hang agape.They had always known that the other party was crazy, but they never expected him to be crazy to the extent of actually breaking Director Bill's finger. Director fucking Bill!What's even more astonishing is that the other party followed up his outrageous action with a threat to break all of Director Bill's fingers if he ever pointed at him again.They can't fathom where Jordan's courage comes from. A mere commoner like him—doesn't he fear for his own life? Even he, a bottom feeder, could actually lay hands on the ruthless Director Bill? "Outrageous!""How audacious!""Brazen!""How dare you break Director Bill's finger? You are so lawless and impulsive!"After the initial shock, the room erupts with angry shouts, most especially from the nurses who find Jordan's action disrespectful. This i
"Director Bill, you begged me to let you handle the young man, assuring me that you could resolve the situation in a matter of minutes. However, it's been quite a few minutes, and all you've managed to do is get your finger broken by him. Can a high-ranking director like yourself not handle a mere punk?" Before Director Bill can react to Jordan's retort, Jackson ruthlessly taunts, casting a condescending glance at him.Jordan is good with both words and actions and from the look of things, it appears he had managed to instill fear into Director Bill. If he doesn't take the initiative to taunt him, the old man might relent in his revenge scheme, causing the resolution of the situation to fall back into his hands. It's not that he is afraid of that happening but Jordan has displayed an extraordinary ability that makes him cautious about confronting him directly. At least till his underling arrives with information on the task he sent him. While he waits for that, he can only use Direc
Turning his gaze to the guards who are charging toward him like moths drawn to a flame, Jordan crinkles his nose in mild annoyance and says provocatively, "If you dogs wish to keep your heads, it would be wise to steer clear of me.""Brazen!""Crazy!""Such audacity!"The crowd erupts in chaos. Over twenty guards are charging at him, and here he is, warning them that he'll decapitate them if they don't back off. It seems utterly absurd!"He really won't give up his ego until he sees a coffin," a young man hisses."You, punk, you are quite arrogant!" One of the guards casts a cold glance at Jordan, his fists clenched and his eyes dark. "We outnumber you by a wide margin. What makes you think you can decapitate us?""Believe it or not, that's entirely up to you," Jordan shrugs indifferently."Hah!" The guards can't help but feel insulted by Jordan's nonchalant attitude. Despite being mere guards, they are highly skilled. Most people wouldn't dare challenge them, but this country bumpkin