Poison King studied Jacob and noticed the latter's greed on his face and the intense look in his eyes. "It's hard to believe this fellow is the one who killed Russell, a Martial Master. Reaching the level of a Martial Arts Grandmaster is very arduous. Russell had trained in isolation for several years to rise to the rank of Martial Arts Grandmaster, just to be killed by this fellow here."
Poison King had slowly crossed the room to Jacob as he spoke. He now stood near Jacob and Leticia.
Leticia's stomach tightened when she noticed Poison King assessing gaze directed at Jacob. She was worried that he would catch any flaws.
"Leticia, have him remove his shirt," Poison King ordered out of the blue, snapping her out of her thought.
Leticia was stunned at his sudden request. "Why the request, Godfather?"
Leticia was puzzled as to why Poison King had asked for Jacob to remove his top.