Following that, Nicholas Loewe, who had built up Everwin’s image to what it was in the span of two years, stepped out of the building.

He stared at the men coolly, “Sirs, I’m afraid I cannot let you off without consequences today, or it may damage the reputation of my school.”

“Ocho, let’s go.” The young man ignored Nicholas’ words, waved his hand, and turned around preparing to leave.

The next second, the young man saw Jacob and instantly lost his composure as he subconsciously straightened his back.

Meanwhile, Ocho sniggered at Nicholas with a mischievous wink, “What the hell does your school’s image have to do with us?! Two-faced people like you disgust me…”

“Boss!” Trey walked up to Jacob in large strides and placed his right fist on his chest, “What are you doing here?”

Boss?

The young man swept around and gasped as he saw Jacob towering over them. He scurried over to Jacob and saluted him, “Greetings, boss!”

frown, “What do you mean

and they say the Dubhe Street is filled with hidden masters,

as he was holding back the urge to launch a hefty kick at Ocho. What the hell is he talking about?

not know what they were thinking? They were a pair of martial arts enthusiasts, feared by

districts, they have to come

head, Jacob yelled authoritatively, “What

excuse ourselves right now!” Ocho nodded his head

managed to keep an obsequious look

stared at the pair scrambling over the wall like rats. The instant change in their attitude was one that

momentarily as he juggled his gaze between the wall and the perfectly placed door, even more

to his senses, slowly let out a sigh of relief, then turned his attention

in the skillful young men, the lower of whom almost swept the elite disciples of

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