Jacob stopped abruptly. He tilted his head to look at Quentin and said, "Were you talking to me just now?"
"Obviously?" Quentin's face was filled with pride.
He was a martial artist, too. Of course, every martial artist had their pride as warriors. However, Quentin overlooked the man who was standing in front of him.
"A servant like you doesn't deserve to talk to me like this." Jacob sneered as a reply. "Didn't the Top Lady teach you etiquette? Didn't she tell you what a servant should do?"
Quentin's face darkened. He suddenly took a step forward. He was rather skilled as he had just entered the Black-level. He let out a robust Internal Qi without reservation. He wanted Jacob to make a fool of himself on the spot.
"You're only at the Black-level, but you’re so bold as to c
