Clarence, I Admit Defeat

Clarence asked himself that question in his heart.

"Who is he?"

Clarence's voice pierced the dead silence.

Jeremy's face was pale from fright. He went to tug on Clarence's sleeve. "Clarence, don't speak. This is Mr. Cooke, and he can crush us by just lifting a finger."

Clarence frowned. "Are you from Beth City?"

Mr. Cooke had noticed Clarence. He should not have been concerned about Clarence, considering his status.

However, Clarence had caught his attention when he asked who he was. "Kid, you're the culprit here, right? You only have a small clinic, yet you've caused such a huge stir."

Clarence said coldly, "What does this have to do with you?"

The air froze.

Mr. Cooke narrowed his eyes. "What did you say?"

Then, he roared.

"Kneel!"

"Mr. Cooke…" The faces of Jackson and the gang changed. "Clarence doesn't know who you are, so…"

"Shut up!"