Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose) novel Chapter 1276

Spencer scoffed. "You stinking brat, how can you say that? Your dad is old now, yet you're persuading me to fight? Aren't you afraid they'll break my old bones? Are you dying to put me in a coffin?"

Cole's lips started twitching.

"Someone who can break your bones hasn't shown up yet."

Spencer retorted impatiently, "Stop the nonsense.

Hurry up and tie these people up for me."

Cole looked at the mutilated pinky on his left hand and muttered, "I don't want to fight."

Spencer was stunned.

For three whole years, he had tried every means to force his son to fight. Either softly or harshly, and even coaxing and deceiving him, as well as intimidating and luring. However...

Cole remained unbudged.

It was as if he had turned into another person and abandoned martial arts altogether. He would stay in his room to read or get drunk all day. Spencer was anxious to see his son degenerate into this manner.

Spencer glared at his son in disappointment. "Even if you don't want to, you'll have to fight today. So many o f the Yorks' stronghold’s brothers are injured, and as

the next heir, how can you let this go?”

Cole said, "If I'm the next heir, I'll disband all 108 strongholds and be a hill dweller."

Spencer was indignant.

He was the type of person who would massacre a crowd when he was in a bad mood.

"Go and dispatch the Corvettes. Have them implode this entire place. I hate the sight of this refined courtyard anyway.” These words were uttered by his son who was no longer himself.

Jay was not planning on becoming the father and son's punching bag. To avoid unreasonable disaster, Jay stood up and walked toward Spencer, saying, "Old Master Yorks, calm down..."

Spencer looked at Jay, and his elegant face darkened.

Where on earth did this man come from? He was so like-minded with Cole, and it made him feel like he was currently between a hammer and an anvil.

Spencer felt so annoyed.