Sir Ares, Goodnight

Spencer was so furious that he started scratching his head. This man appeared so calm even on the brink of death. He wondered which demon descended from hell and possessed him. How could he be so brazen?

"Ohhh, timid, huh? Since you're so afraid of scaring her, then you'd better not yell when I skin you alive later."

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Grayson came in front of Jay almost at lightning speed, protecting his master behind him.

Spencer was stunned at the scene. "A martial artist?"

His eagle eyes sank. "Capture them all and bring them to me. I want to interrogate them clearly."

The Yorks' stronghold's guards were all relatively young and inferior lads. Perhaps it was so they would be unobtrusive to outsiders.

Grayson alone was able to knock them all to the ground.

and two who look slightly more useful but are busy dragging around their

you ask me to disturb the young master's drunken stupor just because

heard the words' drunken stupor'. His son had become a degenerate

to exaggerate the situation? You... You tell him that these two martial artists are too superb and have defeated his father in a single blow." Carson was stunned on the

too extravagant... The old master's martial arts skills were of a grandmaster's level, and

arts feats surpassed those of fictitious

still waiting for? Scram," Spencer yelled

not lurk

to invite Cole into

looked at his injured men on the ground and could not bear to stare any longer. "I've asked you lot to practice and train, yet you're always full of tricks and

are just too good. Even the young master may

Can this half-wit martial artist even compare to your

by the door and wait for Cole Yorks to clean up

asked Jay in a whisper,