Chapter 28 Bravery And Fear

Jessica asked, “Then you definitely won’t blame Yasmin, right?”

“Of course,” replied Jonathan.

“All right. In that case, you should leave now.” She stood up and smirked mischievously. “A single man and woman spending time in a private building by themselves make for unpleasant rumors.”

Jessica’s words rendered Jonathan speechless for a second before he stood up. “Okay.”

She sent him out to the mansion’s entrance. After he was a few steps away from the building, she shouted, “Jonathan!”

When he turned back to look at her perplexedly, Jessica grabbed his hand and pressed it on her chest.

At that instant, Jonathan’s hand felt a soft sensation that had an indescribable fullness and elasticity to it.

It shocked him so much that he was petrified.

An incredibly shy expression appeared on her red face as she asked, “Is this enough for you to know if I’m wearing any paddings underneath?”

Jonathan was barely able to squeeze out words from his mouth. “Yes. You’re not wearing any-”

“Then scram!” Jessica immediately and, embarrassingly, pushed him away from the entrance before slamming the door shut. The warmth of her body still lingered on his hand. Am I dreaming right now? I can’t believe she would suddenly do that, despite how shrewish and shy she usually is. In any case, she definitely isn’t wearing any paddings underneath her shirt. It’s absolutely the real deal! If only I can feel it for a little longer…

After that, Jonathan drove his AMC Gremlin back to his place.

When he arrived, he did not see Jennifer anywhere and assumed she had already left.

Jonathan did not give it too much thought as he sat on the bed. The gears in his mind began to turn as he wondered what he should do in the future due to what happened today.

The Strikezone Martial Arts was a tightly knitted group that resembled a hornet’s nest. He was not afraid of them, but if he slipped up, innocent people would be hurt.

After a long period of brainstorming, Jonathan still had no idea what to do. I’ll just have to cross the bridge when I get there.

Jonathan had always been a tenacious and optimistic man. He lay on the bed and fell asleep shortly.

When he woke up, it was already five in the afternoon.

He sat cross-legged on the bed and began utilizing the Celestial Meditation Mantra again. His mind was as silent as a fetus floating in a womb. Nothing in the world could disturb him at the moment.

Jonathan breathed in a mouthful of spirit and held it inside him, making it travel through his entire body. Every time the spirit coursed through his veins, it strengthened his body even further.

that moment, his cultivation had reached Peak Neutralizing Force. If he went one

that step was going

mortal and an immortal. Once he crossed the

Force was a process to transform the Force in his body into strength. External Force was an incredible power. In this world, all kinds of great power were considered External Force. Mountain floods and a normal person’s punch were also considered External

to the size of a needle was how an expert in Latent Force could release a punch that weighed a hundred kilograms. If a hundred kilograms of force hit an elephant, the animal would

sharp as an arrow. That kind

ground, and a piece of bread was placed on top of it, an expert in Neutralizing Force could punch the

was how powerful Neutralizing

External Force would be considered God-like if their punch could reach

their body and modify it to deliver a punch that reached

could pack eight hundred kilograms of force into a single

an immortal, one would be able to

other words, that person would be known as a Nascent

be able to use all their strength to compress their vitality into

Force for three years, and still, he

true Nascent Soul experts over the years. Only a few people like those

for about an hour before his spirit was restored to its best condition.

be hungry right now. I’ve already made some food at my place.

and agreed,

things in his room up before setting

home, he saw a table full of delicious

also wine on the table

was a song by Maggie Downie called “Love Letter.” The singer’s voice carried a faint sense

the threads of time. I wish you were living

song. He might be a loudmouth, but he was not a brute. The song mesmerized him. It was as though the song was trying to take him back to the time

wearing a black dress that exposed her collarbone and gave her a refined,

atmosphere today was a little different

was the loud and perverted

a martial arts master and

a big deal to Jonathan that he killed someone in a battle, but

was an awkward silence in

his wine cup and took

rather intensely at him. It stunned him a little as

in her eyes for a few seconds before she retracted

He

of a fairy tale. You know, kind of like those

a superhero or a prince

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