The Mighty Dragon Warrior

Chapter 122

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? Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

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

The surrounding crowd traced the pair’s gazes and fixed their attention on Jacob as he uttered with a frown, “What do you mean what I am doing here? Humph, I have the same question for you two.”

“Boss…” Ocho glanced at Trey briefly, “You know, Trey is passionate about martial arts, and they say the Dubhe Street is filled with hidden masters, so he brought me along.”

Trey started shaking as he was holding back the urge to launch a hefty kick at Ocho. What the hell is he talking about? Bastard said he wanted to fight ten of them alone!

How could Jacob not know what they were thinking? They were a pair of martial arts enthusiasts, feared by many martial artists around the outer districts.

Great, after beating up everyone in the outer districts, they have to come and mess around with these guys here.

Shaking his head, Jacob yelled authoritatively, “What are you waiting for? Scram!”

“Sure, we shall excuse ourselves right now!” Ocho nodded his head immediately, grabbed Trey by the arm, and scurried away comically.

“Boss, I shall take my leave now!” Trey managed to keep an obsequious look despite Ocho violently dragging him along.

Everyone at the school, including Nicholas, was dumbfounded as they stared at the pair scrambling over the wall like rats. The instant change in their attitude was one that they struggled to make sense of.

Hang on, why did they climb over the wall? Nicholas shuddered momentarily as he juggled his gaze between the wall and the perfectly placed door, even more confused at this point.

He eventually came to his senses, slowly let out a sigh of relief, then turned his attention to Jacob.

Who could he be? Why is he able to instill so much fear in the skillful young men, the lower of whom almost swept the elite disciples of the school?

Even more surprised than Nicholas was Steph, who never bothered to bat an eye at Jacob all this while.

Thinking that she had threatened to break his leg earlier, Steph started feeling a tinge of warmth on her cheeks as she blushed.

“Who is he?” Standing among the crowd, one of the disciples could not hold back his curiosity and started murmuring.

“Didn’t he come to visit Master Roman?” The storky disciple who almost got knocked out by Jacob responded.

Visit Master Roman? Everyone was flabbergasted. He sent two of his men to the school for an open challenge, then visit Master Roman after? Is this a joke?

The school fell into a moment of deafening silence, while Nicholas, trying his best to keep his poise, slowly approached Jacob and Franklin.

He greeted them with a fist pump salute and asked courteously, “My name is Nicholas, the manager of Everwin Martial Arts School, may I know who you are?”