Adrian stood up and stared at the assailant. He looked calmly at the assailant's pale expression, but he was actually gloating inside.

"I'm not dead!" Adrian mocked.

"Impossible!" The assailant was in disbelief, especially after he had planned everything out so perfectly. "This must be some kind of trick!"

Before Adrian could respond, the bald man recognized the assailant and rushed out. "Jonathan Cliff! Why are you doing this? I used to respect you so much."

"Shut up!" Jonathan was infuriated, having never been to Medicis Manor and thinking no one would recognize him. "I'm not Jonathan!"

"You're right. Jonathan Cliff is a master marksman and an ally of justice. You could never be him!” the bald man retorted.

Jonathan's face turned red with fury. He would not have done such a thing if he had not been blackmailed.

"Get lost!" he snarled.

Adrian coldly asked, "Who gave you the right to speak? You're in Medicis Manor now, so it's you who should be getting lost, not him."

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