Sir Ares, Goodnight

Grayson's eyes shone with bloodthirst as he dashed forward. He was as fast as a bolt of lightning as he suddenly appeared before Storm.

His fists were as ferocious as a tiger. Whoever came near Grayson would be torn to pieces by him. Else, he would target their throats, collar bones, or humerus. Only the sound of shattering bone could be heard before they all fell at his feet.

His feet were even more astonishing. Either he kicked them off their feet, or he stepped on their necks, causing them to not even have a chance to get back their feet. Else, he pressed upon their feet like a weight and watched as they sunk like a mountain being swallowed by the sea.

Old Grand Master Ares stumbled out of the room. His eyes widened in shock when he saw how skilled Grayson was. "No doubt you're Jay's men." Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Finally, Grayson reached the door. There was an extremely tall man in the lineup of guards there who was guarding the door with a stance that indicated that he could hold out against even 10,000 men. Like a coyote, Grayson leaped into the air and grabbed onto Tempest's shoulders. With the help of inertia, he latched his feet onto the man's neck and twisted his body in the air. The man spun in a circle before he collapsed onto the ground, blood leaking out from all

seven orifices.

Chateau de Selene's butler hurriedly stopped them when he saw the blood flowing. "Stop, stop. Grayson, if Mr. Ares is awake, he would never let you throw Chateau de Selene into such chaos."

Grayson's eyes were murderous. "Mr. Ares' life is at stake here. If you dare to prevent me from saving him, then don't blame me for being rude."

Look at the guards of Chateau de Selene. There are almost 1,000 elite fighters here. There

cut in, "Shut up. Don't brag about your 1,000 people. Even if you had a million people, I would still make it out

he directed a punch toward the glass door, shattering it into pieces. The guards were so shocked that they took several steps backward. Storm

battle just now. In the end, it resulted in Storm, Tempest, and

blood flowed through

where all four of them were admitted into the

Tourmaline Estate.

that Grand Old Master Ares had gotten into conflict with Jay Ares spread,

the oldest, was the happiest. "Grand Asia's president, his intelligent, competent assistant, as well as Storm and Tempest are all nursing their wounds in the hospital. There's no one to preside over Grand Asia. In

take advantage of this situation to seize

"Jay hasn't even died. I'd advise you two not to get ahead of yourselves,

son, Harper, did not want to get

arrived at Grand Asia with the