I Am Unstoppable novel

Chapter 87 War Of Words

At least, Jonathan would never come up with the theory of the place being haunted.

“How would you explain the paranormal activities in Golden Years back then?” another reporter asked Jonathan.

It seemed that Jonathan had become the center of the spotlight while Amber was just an insignificant character.

Jonathan replied, “I have to enter the place before I can give you an answer for that.”

The reporter pressed on, “Some masters entered Golden Years in the past, and they died inside. Aren’t you afraid of being rebuked?”

Jonathan responded flatly, “Certain things need to be solved somehow. We can’t give up just because somebody else has failed, right?”

Seeing everyone start to raise more questions, Amber piped up, “All right, everyone. That’s it for the interview. We are entering Golden Years now.”

The police, who were around them, stopped the reporters from approaching them after hearing Amber’s words.

All of a sudden, a loud voice rang out from the crowd. “I think you guys are putting on a show. There’s nothing inside Golden Years at all. This priest is only fishing for fame. I think you guys intend to cheat the public. Otherwise, why won’t you let us follow inside?”

As soon as the words came out, everyone started to butt in.

The yells from the crowd continued to grow louder.

Amber’s face turned pale instantly. She felt that the situation was getting out of hand. They would be exposed if they allowed the reporter to join them. At that moment, she became panicked.

It was useless to suppress the public uproar at that point as all the cameras from the media were directed at Amber and Jonathan.

Amber glanced at Jonathan unwittingly, seeking support from the man at such times of need.

Jonathan didn’t reveal a tinge of panic on his face. He looked at the cameras calmly.

A reporter asked, “Sir, do you have anything to say?”

Jonathan smiled as he replied, “I have nothing to hide in everything I do.” His voice was powerful even in an environment full of noise. He continued, “I wonder who was the one who gave those mocking remarks earlier. Would you step out, please?”

No one stepped forward.

Instead, someone tried to kick up a ruckus again. “Why don’t you bring us inside with you? How do we know if you are putting on a show?”

Jonathan smiled faintly. “Verbal abuse is also an act of violence, especially words that come from the press media. To Golden Years, I’m an outsider. I believe everyone knows what happened inside there better than I do. There was once a school organization with over hundreds of students trying to get in there, but to no avail. Could I make up an incident like that? Mr. Jones once thought of abolishing Golden Years, but it ended up a futile attempt. Did I make that up, too?”

“I’m trying to do something good here, but everyone seems to get me wrong. The decision I’ve made today to enter Golden Years is

words made perfect sense. Everyone from every

because of Jonathan’s words. Though they couldn’t hear the conversation

without the use of a

purpose he was there that day was to seek attention on behalf of Sunrise Daily News. Meanwhile, the cameras had already focused on him from below. He was holding a microphone. Hence, his

not making up any of these, why can’t you let us follow you

suddenly

as though he had superpowers. In fact, that wasn’t some kind of superpower he just

especially those younger generations, exclaimed

the van

is really

discussing out

that Jonathan was in

by Jonathan’s behavior. He thought that

his palms

was stunned for a second. His reaction was swift. “Sir, do you

as he responded, “Actually, I am curious. Why are you so certain that I’m making these up? Do you have any evidence? If you don’t, how could you make such a serious accusation against me? Is that the professionalism a reporter should have?

This man is good at talking indeed!

I am only suspecting. As professional media, we have the right to raise our

left no room

in there. How could I bring a bunch of reporters with

He couldn’t show any signs of weakness in front of

“Good. Well, you can lead the rest inside to

was rendered

think that there’s nothing inside and that I was making it

felt terrified at

Even Jacob stopped talking.

me earlier? It seems like you’re

started laughing out

but rebuke, “Sir, as a priest, how could you talk so nastily? Is that how you are

that said, Jonathan swung the fly-whisk in his hand again. His voice was loud and clear. He continued, “In The Destino, we learn about kindness. Nonetheless, we’re mortals too. We have emotions like

said!” a

sharp wit. Each of his words was straight to the point

at him with admiration. They felt that Jonathan was someone they

as though nothing in the

top of the van, felt embarrassed. Gritting his teeth, he said, “I’ll go. I’ll expose