After scrambling to his feet, Jeremiah continued backing away with his body all covered in dust.
The crowd was stupefied as they couldn't understand why Jeremiah was in such a helpless state.
They had no idea that Jacob had drained Jeremiah of his martial energy completely. At the moment, Jeremiah had been weakened so much that anyone in the crowd could have easily killed him right then and there.
"Give me a reason why I shouldn't kill you," Jacob ordered coldly.
Jeremiah anxiously glanced about his surroundings, and his eyes lit up when his gaze fell upon the old man wearing a hat. "Don't get ahead of yourself just yet, Jacob! I can have someone finish you off right away!"
Jeremiah then turned toward the old man as he continued, "Master Vernon, the Jones family will thank you generously if you could help me take care of this crisis! I'm willing to offer up all of the herbs that we own!"
