Taking a deep breath, Jackson regained his courage and pride, striding forward defiantly.
No Mahomes, no Reed, they can wait; he needs to face the devil first.
Step by step, Jackson approached the crowd surrounding Li Wei.
Unfortunately, no one noticed him; layers of people completely ignored his presence, making Jackson feel a bit embarrassed.
Cough, cough!
Jackson coughed twice, trying to assert his presence, but quickly realized that the noise was overwhelming, as if no one would notice him even if he coughed up blood.
Awkward.
Jackson was forced to reach out and push through the crowd, pulling people aside. The players looked back impatiently, secretly snickering when they saw Jackson's dark face, and made way for him.
Finally, Jackson stood in front of Li Wei, barely maintaining his composure.
Straight and proud, Jackson extended his right hand.
