Jessica Brown led me to the third-floor room.
Judging by the decor and the photos on the wall, this should be Jessica Brown' private room.
I chuckled, "Jess, this is my first time at your house, and you brought me to your room? Isn't this a bit quick?"
Jessica Brown glared at me, complaining, "Why did you really come to the Brown household? It's a critical time now. You recklessly coming here will cause big trouble!"
"Critical time?" I frowned, "Jess, I suspect someone is threatening you, right? The Northridge Provincial Martial Arts Association? The Walker Family? Or perhaps the Williams Family?"
Upon hearing the name 'The Williams Family,' Jessica Brown' beautiful eyes momentarily narrowed.
I realized the answer.
"Jess, if you trust me, give me The Williams Family's address, and I'll deal with all these troubles."
My voice was undeniably determined.
Fearless.
Jessica Brown was startled, slightly opening her small mouth, her beautiful eyes filled with confusion.
