Chapter 768

The smile on Steven's face grew even wider. "Then, General Caldwell, you must watch closely as I continue to cure the poison!" There was a loud smack as Steven gave Taylor another slap. The crisp sound made Zeke's face twitch, but when he saw the black stain fading on Taylor's hand, he clenched his teeth and said nothing. An unmistakable fury toward Steven could be seen in Taylor's eyes, but he had been immobilized by Jonah's pressure point technique. He couldn't move or speak. "You want to kill me? Too bad, you can only stand here obediently and be slapped," Steven said with a mocking smile. There were three more consecutive slaps as Steven continued to "cure" Taylor. Each slap left another mark on Taylor's face. After several slaps, Taylor's handsome face was swelling, covered in overlapping red marks. The murderous look in Taylor's eyes roared like a storm raging at the sea. Keaton felt immensely satisfied as he watched. Excitement even flashed in his eyes. He would've cheered for Steven right then and there if the setting allowed. Jonah also felt relieved when he saw this, however there was a little bit of guilt mixed in. He knew Steven was venting his anger for him. It should've been him protecting Steven. However, Steven was avenging him instead. Steven continued slapping Taylor for over ten minutes, each crisp sound echoing. Zeke's faint smile was hard to maintain. He noticed the black stain on Taylor's hand had completely faded and returned to normal. Finally, he couldn't hold back anymore and exclaimed, "Isn't that enough? My son seems to be cured now!" Steven gave Taylor another crisp slap, smiling lightly. "Good observation! The poison was cleared five minutes ago." "Then why are you still hitting him?" Zeke shouted angrily in disbelief. "Why didn't you stop me earlier? I thought you enjoyed watching me slap your son's face. My hand is sore now. If you didn't want this, you should've spoken up sooner," Steven replied in surprise. "You!" Zeke was known for being a composed man, but he was so furious he nearly coughed up blood. The veins on his forehead pulsed and he wanted nothing more than to tear Steven apart. Steven was really infuriating! He had never met anyone so infuriating before! Even with Zeke's patience, he was at his limit! "General Lewis! Can you release the hold over my son's pressure points now?" Suppressing his anger, he turned to Jonah. "Dr. Lewis, if you haven't had enough, you can slap him a bit more," Jonah said. "That's enough." Steven shook his hand, feeling the soreness. He nodded at Zeke. "Hey, I worked really hard. It's time for you to pay the fee."