"If you didn't use despicable means that time, I guarantee that you wouldn't be the Holy Doctor you are in the Capital City now." Thinking of the first time Jacob touched her chest, Irene gritted her teeth in hatred.
"I shouldn't die." Jacob laughed nervously.
"Jacob..." Irene suddenly threw herself at Jacob and pushed him to the ground. She wrapped her legs tightly around his waist and looked like she was about to cast the Prajna Skill.
Jacob looked calm. He didn't believe that Irene would really break his waist, which shocked Irene. She asked in surprise, "Aren't you afraid?"
"There's nothing to be afraid of. You're definitely not going to break my waist now," Jacob said.
"You're that confident?" Irene said disdainfully.
"It's not that I'm confident, but I feel that you are not such a heartless person," Jacob said.