At the cold words of the young man, a heavy silence envelops the ER, with the nurses and crowd wide-eyed in shock, a sudden and overwhelming tension settling over the room. Their blood runs cold, and most of the nurses instinctively let go of the stretchers and hide behind each other's backs, desperately avoiding the piercing and icy gaze of the young man, which feels like it could sear through their skin."Kind sir, there are numerous wards in the hospital. If you wish, I can arrange for your father to be transferred to the main building where he would have his own exclusive ward while these patients have the departments in the ER," taking a deep breath, Doctor Sean approaches the young man and says courteously, seemingly trying to please him while also not displeasing Jordan, who had forced him to give attention to the other patients.However, the young man, seemingly aware of Doctor Sean's intentions and not willing to entertain them, frowns and abruptly raises his palm, delivering
Doctor Sean clenches his fists, the intense urge to slap back the young man rocking through his veins like a tornado, but as he gazes at the menacing sturdy figures behind him and also remembers that he doesn't yet know his real identity, he takes a deep breath to soothe his frustration and says bitterly, "I was only trying to please you. Did you really need to slap me?"The young man's demeanor shifts, and he adopts a mocking tone as he approaches Doctor Sean, who is nursing his injury. "Aww, you are hurt?" As he gets to him and takes a closer look at his bitter expression, he drawls, puckering his lips and chuckling. "Come on, don't be such a baby. It was just a mere slap. Stomach it like the man you are," he pats him on the shoulder."By the way, I don't want you to make a mistake of assuming what isn't right so let me be clear," he continues, his tone growing sinister. "I didn't slap you because of what you said. Heck, I don't even care about whatever you say because, in the end,
Doctor Sean lets out a deep sigh. He may possess the resolve to confront the young man, but the uncertainty surrounding the man's true identity holds him back. What if he challenges the man and he turns out to be someone he can't afford to provoke? It might be a thing of wonder why he can't just send for the director, after all, he is one of the top doctors and has what it takes to do so, but he is too afraid to because what if even the director can't do anything to the young man, and him, sending for him would be him putting himself in trouble? With a heavy heart, he lowers his head and, despite his strong displeasure, slowly nods. "Yes.""Good," the young man crows triumphantly, relishing in his supposed victory.The crowd's faces fall. Doctor Sean is the hospital's primary resident yet he is forced to follow the orders of an external figure. How surreal. Nevertheless, they can't even blame him. The young man exudes an aura of tyranny, to the point that even they although greatly
BOOM!It is as if a bomb goes off as the quiet ER erupts into a frenzy of gasps, murmurs, and babblings as the crowd shares their thoughts on Jordan's audacious challenge. They can't help but deeply revel in the height of his recklessness. He is just one man yet he dared challenge that young man, who happens to have so many underlings by his side. His guts!"That lad is too arrogant. How can he put off such a challenge when he is all alone while the young man has those intimidating underlings at his beck and call? Isn't he afraid for his life?" one person comments."Young people these days are too impulsive. They all act like donkeys. It makes me wonder what the use of their head is for then since it appears they can't even use it and think. What's a few minutes of waiting that he would rather risk getting beaten up?" another person adds, shaking his head."I can't believe I initially admired his courage. Heck, it's good to be courageous, but in some situations, being courageous mak
At Jordan's words, the ER is instantly enveloped in a deafening silence, almost as if it were a graveyard, with everyone's eyes wide as saucers. They had all anticipated Jordan to quickly apologize to the young man since it was the only way he could get out of the situation unscathed. And it had made the majority of them so happy. After all, he had helped them nonetheless, and it's only reasonable that they are relieved there is a way he could get out of the trouble helping them might have gotten him into, even if his arrogance was a major factor.But now, not only did Jordan refuse to apologize, but he had also mocked the young man's underling whilst also mocking him! They are so baffled. Like, what the hell is wrong with him? Is he out of his senses? "Asshole!" The underling, no longer able to contain his raging anger, erupts, cursing indignantly, his expression grim. "My boss offered you a chance to make amends, a lifetime opportunity, and a first of a kind, and instead of showin
"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