Chapter 611

Perseus smiled. "Should I prove it to you?" Jacob perked up. "How will you do that?" Not replying to his question, he walked toward Jacob and stopped in front of him. He held his right palm out. "Take a look." He gave Perseus a confused glance. "Huh?" He looked down at his palm and found nothing. "What am I supposed to be looking for?" "This!" Suddenly, Perseus' hand moved, and he gave Jacob's face a hearty slap. The onlookers were shocked. Meanwhile, Clarissa stood at the entrance, swearing, "Holy fuck, nice!" The delight on her face grew, and there was excitement in her eyes as she looked at Perseus. Now, that was a true man! On the other hand, Alfred's legs went weak, and he almost fell on his knees. Was he really treating Jacob's disease? Was that slap really to prove his medical skills? He was terrified on his mentor's behalf. Jacob was nothing more than a bastard from Jorland. At the slap, he couldn't help but curse, "Idiot…" Yet, it was understandable w