"That is a sign of a guilty conscience, so I'm giving you a chance to make it clear."
Thomson's body began to tremble. His body seemed to be shivering, but when he thought of the pros and cons in it, he gritted his teeth and fought back the fear in his heart.
He still insisted, "Master, this is all caused by Jacob."
"I like wine, but my special offering supplies have never been cut off. Who told Seven that my supplies have been stopped?" Thiamon questioned.
"Master, it wasn't cut off before, but it did recently." Thomson raised his head and said, "It's because of some grievances between me and Jacob that he is making things difficult for us."
"Well, things are finally getting to the point," Thiamon said coldly. "That's not the point. The point is that there are some grievances between you and Jacob, right?"
"Y-Yes, there are some grudges between me and Jacob, but Master..." Thomson stammered.