Jacob ignored him, sweeping a gaze over the cigars on the table. Then, he picked one up and sniffed it lightly. "This is some good cigar. What a waste!"
After saying that, he lit one and took a small puff before exhaling a circle of smoke. Judging from his expression, he seemed to be relishing it.
Seeing the indifferent and intoxicated expression on his face, everyone almost burst a blood vessel.
"Brat, I'll take your life today for having the audacity to injure Mr. Murdock!"
Roaring, Lux punched his fist at Jacob. Not only was the blow exceedingly forceful, but it also emitted a whizzing sound as it cut through the air, making it evident that he was a trained fighter.
Jacob remained nonchalant in the face of the punch. He took another puff of the cigar and exhaled at Lux, who was charging at him.
