Sir Ares, Goodnight

Raging waves were surging in Spencer's heart.

This kid clearly had a weak foundation in martial arts but managed to behave in a remarkably composed and calm manner when they fought. Furthermore, he was constantly switching his martial arts moves that even martial arts grandmasters like him could hardly ward off his attacks.

What sort of parents was capable of raising such an outstanding child?

Jenson had gained the upper hand and said coolly," Goodbye, I'm not going to walk you out."

Spencer refused to admit defeat and commanded, " Force your way in, Corvettes."

Jenson, unwilling to be outdone, clapped his hands.

In an instant, all the doors on both sides of the corridor opened up. All the Ghost members swarmed out of their nests.

Jenson ordered, "Take them down."

In an instant, the Ghost members managed to subdue the Corvettes.

Spencer was struck dumb.

prestige and

caught him by surprise. He started to grow curious about Jenson's

"Who is he, Carson?"

Spencer. After a very long time, he said dazedly, "He's Jenson

his name is Jenson, but

teeth with rage, they all felt worried

to ever embarrass their patriarch in

then

gently. "Old Master Yorks, don't you think his haughty character resembles someone

a little

wickedness and Grand Old Master Yorks' sharp-wittedness were almost

Carson?" Spencer pointed at Jenson and asked emotionally, "Who

Jenson, "He's Jay's

to access

Carson and hissed between clenched

"You didn't ask, Master."

his eyebrows in annoyance. He hoped to treat his sister's descendants well, but heaven would always play a prank on him. Their chance encounter would almost always

in?" Jenson pretended to look surprised. "Oh, how disrespectful I've been. It turns out that you're my grand-uncle.

daddy trouble. I brought these useless men for