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.

Force. If he went one

step was going to

was the gap between a mortal and an immortal. Once he crossed the gap, he would transform into

his body into strength. External Force was an incredible power. In this world, all kinds of great

expert in Latent Force could release a punch

hundred kilograms of force into something as sharp as an arrow. That kind of punch would instantly pierce through the elephant’s

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

how powerful Neutralizing Force

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

control their body and modify it to deliver a punch that

Neutralizing Force, they could pack eight

to the level of an immortal, one would be able

that person would be known

was achieved, the person would be able to use all their strength to compress their vitality into a singular point

stuck at Peak Neutralizing Force for three years, and still, he could not take the final

rarely met any true Nascent Soul experts over the years. Only

spirit was restored to its best condition. At that

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

and agreed, “All

tidied things in his room up before

at her home, he saw a table full of delicious food

also wine on the table and music

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

much of my youth I have left? I still miss those days, despite the pain. That occasionally used comb was left with the threads of time. I wish you were living in a better world. Whenever

enjoying the song. He might be a loudmouth, but he was not a brute. The song mesmerized him. It

that exposed her collarbone and gave her a refined, elegant look. She poured wine into the cups after

atmosphere today was a

Jonathan was the loud

martial arts

was not a big deal to Jonathan that he killed someone in a battle, but it

an awkward silence in the

cup and took a

rather intensely at him. It stunned

for a few seconds before she retracted her gaze. “Do you

what?” He was

princess, like the main character of a fairy tale. You know, kind of like those female protagonists in soap

dreamed of being a superhero or a prince before, so it’s only normal that girls thought about being

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