The sudden turn of events caused everyone to stare at Jared in disbelief.
Since everyone’s martial energy is suppressed, we’re all just commoners. So how could a commoner slap so hard?
“Jared, you have a death wish or something? Give me the painting right now!” Warren approached Jared and glared at him.
“Who the f*ck do you think you are? The painting is mine, and I’m not giving it to anyone. Come and take it from me if you can. Aren’t you a Top Level Martial Arts Grandmaster? Aren’t you all great and mighty? Come and take it then!” Jared taunted Warren.
Everyone at the scene thought Jared had gone mad because he had just challenged Warren in public.
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