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Clarence asked himself that question in his heart.
âWho is he?â
Clarenceâs voice pierced the dead silence.
Jeremyâs face was pale from fright. He went to tug on Clarenceâs sleeve. âClarence, donât speak. This is Mr. Cooke, and he can crush us by just lifting a finger.â
Clarence frowned. âAre you from Beth City?â
Mr. Cooke had noticed Clarence. He should not have been concerned about Clarence, considering his status.
However, Clarence had caught his attention when he asked who he was. âKid, youâre the culprit here, right? You only have a small clinic, yet youâve caused such a huge stir.â
Clarence said coldly, âWhat does this have to do with you?â
The air froze.
Mr. Cooke narrowed his eyes. âWhat did you say?â
Then, he roared.
âKneel!â
âMr. Cookeâ¦â The faces of Jackson and the gang changed. âClarence doesnât know who you are, soâ¦â
âShut up!â
Mr. Cooke scoffed. âDid I tell you to speak? If you say one more word, your family is finished.â
Jackson felt humiliated. He was angry, clenching his fists tightly.
However, when he thought about the Cookesâ terrifying power, he shut his mouth and did not dare to say a single word.
Mr. Cooke looked at Clarence in rumination. âI asked you to kneel. Did you not hear me? Are you deaf? Or perhaps youâre mute?â
Clarence laughed. âWho do you think you are? Am I supposed to kneel just because you tell me to?â
Everyoneâs jaws dropped, and their eyes widened. They were looking at Clarence like they had seen a monster.
Jeremy had a look of despair on his face. âWeâre done forâ¦â
Julian, Jackson, and Chipâs faces were as gray as ash.
Selina had a pleased smile on her lips. She was looking at Clarence like he was already dead.
Peony and the gang clenched their fists. They were very anxious, and they all cursed Clarence in their hearts. They wanted to cut all their ties to Clarence. What if the Murphys got involved even though it was Clarence who had offended Mr. Cooke?
Miranda looked at Clarenceâs back, worry flashing across her eyes.
The corners of Mr. Cookeâs eyes twitched. âWhat did you say? Who do I think I am? Say it again!â
Clarence shook his head with a smile. Then, he lifted his hand without warning and slapped Mr. Cooke.
Slap! âAre you deaf? Didnât you hear me?â
Slap! âWho do you think you are? Youâre asking me to kneel?â
Slap! âDo you think youâre all that just because you have a high status and power? Iâm slapping you right now!â
Slap! âThis is about the peopleâs grievances with Thirteen Hall, so what does it have to do with you?â
Slap! âDo you think I wonât dare to slap you for spewing nonsense here?â
Slap!
Slap!
â¦
Clarence slapped Mr. Cooke more than a dozen times in one go. He slapped Mr. Cooke from both left to right and right to left. As he was too fast, the others did not even have time to register what was going on.
Everyone was dazed!
They were all looking at Clarence, their jaws agape. Their eyes were widened and their eyeballs were about to roll out of their sockets.
They had never seen such a shocking sight before. It was even more shocking than an earthquake!
It was Mr. Cooke from Beth City, and Clarence was slapping him in front of everyone. He was doing it repeatedly as well.
Everyoneâs hearts leaped into their throats and almost escaped from their mouths.
âAhh!â
Mr. Cookeâs face was extremely swollen now. He roared at Clarence. âYou son of a b*tch, how dare you slap me! Donât you know who I f*cking amâ¦â
Slap!
Clarence slapped him again. âWho are you? Tell me! Come on, tell me. Tell me right now.â Clarence was not scared at all.
Since he had come to Clarenceâs place to cause trouble, should Clarence be scared of who Mr. Cooke was?
Should he only start resisting when the enemy placed a knife to his throat?
âKid, youâre dead meat! Iâll kill you!â Mr. Cooke clutched his face and backed away.
âKill him! Kill him!â
More than ten bodyguards in black rushed out of Humanity Hall, charging at Clarence.
Cold light blazed in Clarenceâs eyes, and he was about to take action.
âStop!â
Suddenly, a frigid voice was heard. It was not loud, but it sounded dignified.
It was a womanâs voice.
Mr. Cookeâs bodyguards stopped in their tracks. They looked in the direction of the voices hesitantly. Then, they saw Leah walking toward them, coming out of the crowd. She looked at Mr. Cooke and said, âCooke, how dare you kill my savior? Are you going to kill me as well?â
Mr. Cookeâs body shook as he looked at Leah in astonishment. âMaster Sanders, why are you here?â
Selinaâs pupils contracted. She looked at Leah in disbelief, like she had just seen a ghost.
âWhy is she here? Also, what did Leah say? Clarence is her savior? What a joke!â
âMaster Sanders?â
Julian, Jackson, and Chip quivered.
In this great divine land, only a man could be addressed as âMasterâ.
There were not many women who were addressed as âMasterâ, not to mention, her last name was Sanders. Was she one of the Sanders family? Why had she snuck into Mediterranean City?
Mr. Cooke was in disbelief. He looked as if someone was holding him by the neck. âMaster Sanders, what did you say? Heâs your savior?â
Leah smiled gently. âWhy? Do you think Iâm lying to you?â
âNo.â
Mr. Cooke lowered his head quickly, not daring to look at Leah.
Everyone in Beth City knew that this old woman was very powerful. Her power boggled the mind. Even Mr. Cookeâs grandfather would not dare to offend Leah.
This old womanâs husband was dead, and her son was also dead. She had already lost her hope, so she dared to do anything she wanted. Hence, no one dared to cross her.
Mr. Cooke was too weak to fight Leah head-on.
âIf thatâs the case, weâll let this matter go.
âOkay.â Mr. Cooke lowered his head in humiliation.
Since Leah was here, he had to let Clarence go. However, this would not be the end.
They still had a lot of time in the future. He would one day get his revenge for what he suffered through today, and he would then inflict what he received today twofold.
Leah looked at Selina casually. âI donât want to see any slanderous posts about Thirteen Hall online. If I do, you know whatâll happen.â
Selina was discontented, but she could only nod. âI understand, Master Sanders.â
Leah chuckled and looked at Clarence. âI heard that this is all over Bob Lawsonâs condition, right? Bob was my friend. We had a friendship twenty years ago. After that, he went abroad to do business. After many years, he became the first millionaire in Maple Country.
âHowever, I didnât think heâd be so pitiful in his later years. Iâve heard others say that youâre very skillful, so if you can cure Bob, could you help him for my sake?â
Leah was smiling amiably. She was speaking to Clarence like she was discussing the matter with him.
She was not forcing Clarence, she was only asking a favor for her old friend.
Clarence smiled. âI never said I wouldnât treat him. I told Selina as long as she gives me ten billion, Iâll help.â
Selina shook her head in bitterness. âClarence, I admit defeat.. Iâll give you the money.â