The whole time, Brendan had regarded Jacob as a lowly villager from the mountains, never taking the latter seriously. However, he was wounded by Jacob now, not to mention in front of everyone. That was a humiliation Brendan couldn't stand.
Brendan clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white. Anger coursed through him like a raging river. He was about to attack Jacob again but was abruptly stopped by Fabio, who stepped in front of him.
"Brat, can you tell me how you still have your strength after consuming my pill?" Fabio asked; his tone was a mix of curiosity and disbelief, noticing that Jacob wasn't as simple as he seemed.
"Are you talking about that Weakening Pill?" Jacob sneered, a smirk playing on his lips. "Such a low-grade pill has no effect on me."
His voice dripped with confidence. If his capabilities were fully restored, that Weakening Pill would indeed be useless to him.
