“Mr. Cohen, guys, it's a surprise to see you here.”
Jesse hurried forward to welcome them.
Meanwhile, there were many others along the corridor who greeted the old man too.
The old man nodded slightly to acknowledge the greeting. In spite of that, he maintained a serious and haughty expression on his face.
“Mr. Cohen, let me introduce you to Mr. Chance,” Jesse quickly introduced
Jared.
Smiling slightly, Jared nodded at the old man to greet him. However, the old man only gave him the side-eye before returning his attention to Jesse. “Jesse, you're a disciple of the Extreme Fist and represent the gym in public. How can you ingratiate yourself with a nobody? Wouldn't that cause others to look down upon the Extreme Fist?”
In response, Jesse explained at once, “Mr. Cohen, it's not what you think. Mr. C-”
“Jesse, Mr. Cohen is right to admonish you. You will be representing the Extreme Fist Gym going forward. Therefore, you have to have some spine when you conduct yourself. For this Martial Arts Gathering, Mr. Cohen hopes that you can emerge as champion. Thus, you have to make sure that you don't disgrace the Extreme Fist!” the scrawny man interrupted.
“Fred, I'm afraid no one else is going to win the competition, as Mr. Chance is also participating in it,” Jesse replied awkwardly.
Considering that he had seen Jared's strength with his own eyes, Jesse was sure that no one could defeat him. “Jesse, have you been paralyzed by fear?” The old man furrowed his brows slightly. “Let me tell you, if you don't win, don't blame me for kicking you out of the gym!”
After letting out a snort, the old man ignored Jesse and headed toward the room at the end of the corridor.
Following behind him, the scrawny young man unleashed a massive force at Jared the moment he walked past him.
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