Though Jacob had grown vigilant, he didn't show it on his face.
A good actor indeed.
"My father had left a decent amount of wealth before he passed away. So... I was able to afford some resources for my cultivation."
Jacob spoke as he got into the common combat stance that Noah and the instructor had used before.
As I stood closer to Jacob, the latter looked at me from above.
He was fairly tall, probably 6'3.
A muscular build coupled with his short hair gave him the look of someone who was built for combat.
Though I found his short hair interesting, as the werewolves in general had long hair that gave them a sort of wild look.
"Is that so? Your father might have been a great man."
I commented as I could sense Jacob willing his mana through the muscles in his legs and arms.
His mana control was decent for someone of his age.
