"Why should I tell you? Are we that close?" Jacob knocked back the drink in his hand and put it on an empty tray. "Speaking of which, Mr. Su, that bandage on your head totally suits you."
"You..." Helmert almost went ballistic. He wanted to pull Jacob over and beat him up to vent his anger. This guy was rubbing salt into his wound. Although Jacob hadn't done a number on him that day, the delicate Helmert had never been hurt so badly in his life. As such, Jacob had earned his way deeper into Helmert's wrath.
As Helmert pondered on how he would get himself out of this mess, he came to the realization that he really couldn't beat Jacob in a fight. Why? Because his surname was Ye, and he was the direct descendant of the Ye family in Capital City.
Jacob was not going to waste his breath on Helmert. It was unsporting considering the discrepancy between their abilities. Besides, this was the annual meeting of Jolento City. Furious though Helmert was, he could not lose his temper here.