The coldness in Jacob's eyes grew stronger, making Martin, who still had some confidence, become totally embarrassed.
Plop... Martin's legs went soft, and he actually knelt on the ground. He mourned, "Don't, Young Master Ye. I will apologize. I'll compensate her."
The onlookers could not help but secretly wonder. Martin was a frequent customer of this bar. He had the upper hand. In addition to his dealings with the gangsters, his family background was not ordinary. Therefore, no one dared to provoke him. Usually, he would just do as he pleased.
But no one had expected that this evil young master, who used to be arrogant, would be so scared of Jacob's words. At the moment, the onlookers all had the same thought in their minds, "Coward."
"Sorry, it's my fault." Martin apologized to the frightened girl. He took out his wallet and stuffed the thick stack of money into the girl's hands.