Finally, his gaze fell on the lieutenant, who remained silent and aloof.

After a moment of silence, Jacob asked coldly, “What makes you think you can arrest me?”

“What about with our succor?” A deep, loud voice emerged, followed by a gray-haired, youthful-looking old man striding into the hallway.

A middle-aged man who had bulging temples followed closely behind the old man while the three Lewis brothers, who had caused a scene in The Pavilion, walked in thereafter.

“Lewis Martial Arts School…” Hostility flashed across Jacob’s eyes. “Stephen Lewis?”

Jacob had heard from Jerry about the most skilled martial artist in Paramount, and he reckoned only that man could establish such an overwhelming aura.

When the two policemen saw the middle-aged man, they straightened their backs and diligently paid a hand salute to the latter. “Greetings, Sir Commander!”

The middle-aged man nodded at the two before glancing toward Jacob with his eyes filled with shrewdness.

a step forward and uttered in an imposing manner, “I’m Dexter Lewis

shook his head. “You’re not

are! Dexter is the eldest senior in our martial school. His

it, he exhaled a gush of breath, which then formed a ferocious dragon. At once, the air particles in

Crack!

glass window of a ward

overwhelming stance!” Dexter gasped with his

as he arduously endured the strong current produced by Jacob, which swamped him like a range of

the pressure was about to sweep him off his

a servile yet guilty manner, “Master, I failed to brush

were as clear as those of a child. He gazed at his chief disciple and smiled. “You’re not weak. It’s just that the

step forward, rolled up his sleeves, and straightened his body. Following that, massive energy came forth from his

no time, gentle breezes and chirping

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