BAM!

A solid punch landed squarely on Stuart’s cheek, making the flesh on his face tremble violently.

Stuart felt a loosened tooth, his vision went dark for a moment, and the pain was so intense that he couldn’t recover right away.

Julian shook his hand, a wicked grin curling at his lips. “So, Third Master, how’s that feel?”

“You little punk, how dare you hit your future father-in-law—”

Stuart’s vision blurred as he glared at Julian, spitting out a mouthful of blood. “Don’t think I don’t know you’re after my daughter. Aren’t you afraid I’ll refuse to let you marry Jesse?”

Julian let out a cold laugh. “Jesse doesn’t even...