Meanwhile, Jacob was in his seat at the Watashimori residence, seemingly putting on airs.
Sitting opposite him was a Kitakyushuan with a mustache, clad in a suit.
"Good day, Mr. Sullen. I'm Masao Sugawara, a messenger from Kitakyushu's martial arts world," he introduced himself as such.
"Why have you come? Has the martial arts world of Kitakyushu finally chosen to yield?" said Jacob with a faint smile.
To be honest, he knew very well that that would not be the case. Masao might not have come to subjugate the martial arts world of Kitakyushu, but he would never throw away the opportunity to gross the former out.
As expected, Masao's visage did a one-eighty degree when he heard what Jacob had said.
Nevertheless, suppressing the disgust was his only option. He simply shook his head slightly. "No, Mr. Sullen. I'm here to send you a duel invitation."