There was a red footprint on the man's chin!
Keane focused for a moment, then burst into laughter, "Haha, serves you right for trying to catch me."
Julian Fairchild moved his jaw, where the little brat had fiercely kicked him, and it was swelling visibly.
The once unparalleled handsome face now appeared "black and white," with even thin lips imprinted with black shoe prints!
Julian Fairchild touched his jaw in disbelief, exuding a chilling aura that made one shudder, like the embodiment of the Lord of Hell. Keane felt he was like one of those corrupted monsters Ultraman fought, the king of monsters!
Julian Fairchild's face was extremely dark, and in his anger, he laughed and said, "You little brat, if I don't teach you a lesson today, you can say I'm lying!"
Jace Keane gulped, quickly scrambled up from the ground, and dashed away, "Help, help, help—!"
"Get over here!"
"No—!"
…
The next morning.
Sarah Sutton woke up slowly in the hospital.
