The old man behind the challenge desk glared at Jayson, his gaze filled with increasing anger. Through clenched teeth, he hissed, "Do you even realize that the Saint family is a heaven-ranked family?"Confused, Jayson stared back at the old man, oblivious to the meaning of a "heaven-ranked family." Wanting to understand, he inquired, "What exactly does 'heaven-ranked family' mean?"The old man's face grew even darker, and he scolded, "You don't even know how cultivators are ranked? Well, that's just great! As a mere mortal, you dare to challenge a force from a heaven-ranked family. If you're intent on committing suicide, there's a sea in Jade City, a river across Jade City called Diana's Bridge, or even a high-scraper. Take your pick and die, rather than infuriating me to death."Jayson was momentarily at a loss for words, unsure of how he had managed to provoke the elderly man seated behind the challenge desk. The old man's reaction caught him off guard, and he found himself staring
The words that escaped Grey's son's lips were astonishing; even though Old Wade and Grey wanted to believe, there was no logical basis for such nonsense. They knew Jayson too well. If he truly had money, wouldn't he have paid for his wife's bridal gifts instead of Elena covering the expenses?Grey reached out and firmly grasped his son's ear, giving it a slight twist before delivering a stern lecture. "Ever since we returned to our old house, you've been gallivanting around with those less fortunate girls. Let me make it clear: we will not allow you to marry any of them. You're a Wade; you should behave like a dragon. What do you mean Jayson is the owner of Nissan Corporation?"Having relied on the financial support of the Wilson family for the past three years, the Wade family was unable to perceive the truth about their own financial standing.Edward, Grey's son, winced in pain as he struggled to explain, his voice filled with a sense of injustice. "Dad, I'm not lying; Jayson really
Jayson stood his ground, his eyes fixed coldly on the bouncers. He knew that if he retreated now, suspicion would fall upon him. What he couldn't predict was how the bouncers would react under the circumstances. The bouncers, on the other hand, felt a chill run down their spines, fearing that their boss was displeased with their actions. Their boss had a reputation for ruthlessness, even resorting to violence for the slightest transgressions."We apologize, Boss. We didn't mean to impede you," one of the bouncers stammered nervously, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.Jayson, disguised as the notorious Tiger Gang boss, let out a cold snort. "See that it doesn't happen again," he commanded sternly.With his heart pounding and his palms drenched in sweat, Jayson took a deep breath and walked with purpose into the clubhouse. He possessed the memories of the person he had assumed the form of, granting him knowledge of the clubhouse layout. However, his greatest fear was encountering
Jayson in Boss Slay form scowled and let out a cold snort. "Pet, if I ask you to jump, you fucking jump; if I ask you to kill, you fucking kill without hesitation; I don't tolerate defiance and questioning from my pets like you; if you want to live long, you should do whatever I say without questioning me; you understand the fuck I just said?"Pet, devoid of emotion, met Jayson's gaze and replied calmly, "We will carry out your instructions, Boss. I will mobilize my men to deface the Wilson Corporation and launch immediate attacks on their jewellery outlets.""Good," Jayson said, giving Pet's shoulder a reassuring pat. He then turned and confidently strode out of the hidden room, his spirits lifted.Once Jayson had exited, another man stepped forward and stood beside Pet. "Don Pet, should we proceed with Boss Slay's plan to target the Wilson family? You know the police are still hostile towards our men."Hehehe, we're going to make it happen. But how can I take control of the gang if
Old Wade, who had been feeling elated just moments ago, was taken aback by Grey's words. His eyes widened, and the wrinkles that had momentarily vanished appeared in an exaggerated manner. With a mix of disbelief and concern, he exclaimed, "What nonsense are you talking about, Grey? How can Jayson, a coward, challenge the Saint-Young master to a duel?"Old Wade desperately hoped that Grey was merely spouting nonsense rather than speaking the truth. But Grey, looking disheartened and upset, replied with a tinge of sorrow, "Grandpa, I swear I'm not lying. The news is spreading everywhere that the Saint family and Jayson have entered into a bet, and the prize is none other than Nissan Corporation."Old Wade's anger flared up even more, and he asked with a harsh tone, "And what has Jayson demanded if he emerges victorious?"Grey's face twisted with indignation as he recalled Jayson's audacious request. He responded with a fierce tone, "Grandpa, you won't believe the ridiculous demand that
Jayson was unaware that Grey and Old Wade were heading to the Wilson mansion. Instead, he had quickly hopped into his car and driven straight to the hospital to check on Jao and Sleepy Grandmaster's condition. As he arrived and stepped out of his car, he noticed Elena walking towards him. A shadow crossed Jayson's face, wondering why she was there. "Jayson," Elena called out to him, noticing his reluctance to approach her.Jayson's already somber expression darkened further upon hearing Elena's voice. With a deep frown etched on his face, he asked unhappily, "Elena, what are you doing here? Is your grandmother admitted to this hospital?"Elena shook her head and replied, "No, she's not here. If you want to see her, you'll have to visit the King's Hospital."Jayson stared at Elena with disbelief before reposting her question. "I'm not asking because I want to visit her. I want to know why you keep coming to this hospital," he clarified firmly."Jayson, can we have a conversation?" she
Before Old Wade and Grey could intervene, Elena had already dashed off. Old Wade watched her disappearing figure with a mix of concern and frustration, but he suppressed his anger and turned towards Mrs. Wilson."Madam Wilson, I believe you have the power to persuade Elena to change Jayson's mind about staking his properties. If he insists on jeopardizing himself, then so be it. We won't stand in his way of challenging the Saint Young master," Old Wade said, his expression darkening."You don't need to worry. I'll speak to Elena when she returns," Mrs. Wilson replied, offering a reassuring smile.Old Wade nodded, satisfied with her response. He added, "Mrs. Wilson, should we inherit Jayson's properties, you and your daughter will receive 50% of the proceeds."Mrs. Wilson smiled in acknowledgment but refrained from commenting further. She accompanied them to the door, engaging in a conversation about their strategies and how they would execute their plans.As Old Wade and Grey departed
Mrs. Wilson simmered with anger, caught off guard by Old Wade's abrupt hang-up. She clenched her teeth so tightly that they began to chatter. But then, her gaze fell upon Elena, and a spark of joy ignited in her eyes.Approaching Elena, Mrs. Wilson reached out and gently held her daughter's arms. Elena turned to her mother, her eyes brimming with tears. "Elena, I might have an idea to help you get Jayson back," Mrs. Wilson said, taking a deep breath.Elena's eyes widened with hope as she implored her mother, "Mom, please, tell me. What can I do to win Jayson back?""Elena, what if we reopen the divorce case and argue that Jayson has concealed his assets from you, intending to leave you with nothing after the divorce?" Mrs. Wilson proposed. Before she could finish her sentence, Elena sprang to her feet, cutting her mother off with a desperate cry, "Stop, Mom, please, just stop!"Mrs. Wilson was taken aback, staring at Elena in a daze. It was as if her daughter had transformed before he