"Sure!" Jacob agreed without any hesitation.
He continued chatting with Timothy for a while, but the latter knew how exhausting traveling could be and soon told him to get some rest.
Unfortunately, Timothy had only just stepped out of the room to make his way to the martial arts arena when Seth rushed toward him. "General, Wyatt's stirring up trouble in the arena. He and a group of people have stopped training."
"What's going on? And what on earth is Wyatt up to now? Haven't I already made him an instructor?" Timothy grumbled, his brow knitted into a frown.
"I'm not sure either, but in any case, please hurry over and take a look…" Seth urged.
Timothy sighed and made a beeline for the martial arts arena. As it turned out, the Southwark family had used their connections to get Wyatt into the Department of Justice to make themselves look good.
