Sir Ares, Goodnight

Their clamor awakened Jay. He cast his sleepy toward the security guards as a cold light filled them.

Had his status in the Ares family come to this now?!

Were they really treating him as if he was handicapped?

"Grayson, the thing they're touching me with, get it off me."

The slow voice had come from the black glass of the car window. It immediately put the security guards at their wits' ends as they quivered.

Upon receiving Mr. Ares' order, almost like lightning, Grayson twisted the hand of the nearby security staff until it dislocated.

Several other staff members who were present were so frightened that their faces paled.

Grayson walked toward them, and they suddenly knelt on the ground while begging for mercy, "Young Master, we're sorry. We know we're wrong now."

"Too late," Jay spat out the cold words from between his lips and teeth.

Grayson kicked someone in the arm. After hearing a 'click', their arm was now useless.

Several other people simply inflicted the punishment

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Jay frowned. "Huh?"