"Jayson, have you lost your mind? I thought the fight was scheduled for a few weeks from now. Why did you suddenly change the date to tomorrow? Are you so desperate to die?" Old Wade shouted in anger, his furious expression sending shockwaves through Jayson's body. He couldn't help but wonder what he had done to upset Old Wade so much."Jayson, we're your only family. We always have your best interests at heart. You should have consulted us before making such a decision. How about you make me the owner of Nissan Corporation? If you do that, the Saint young master won't bother fighting you," Grey proposed, his voice heavy with expectation.Jayson stared at Old Wade and Grey, pondering over the reason they came running after him like mad dogs was because the date of the battle between him and Julius Saint was suddenly brought forwardJayson admired their greed. He truly admired their greed.Jayson's words cut through the air, laced with bitterness and resentment. "Those who seek to reap
Jayson's body trembled with fear as he stood frozen at gunpoint. The barrel of the gun loomed before him, an intimidating presence he had never experienced before. It was his first encounter with such a terrifying situation, and it rattled him to his core."Get in the car!" one of the masked men demanded impatiently, his voice laced with urgency. They stood on an open street, their every move captured by surveillance cameras.Reluctantly, Jayson hesitated, but the masked man grabbed his arm and forcefully dragged him towards the waiting van. With a jolt, he was thrust inside, and the vehicle roared to life, speeding away from the scene.Minutes later, the wailing sirens of approaching police cars pierced the air, signalling the arrival of law enforcement. Jayson's heart raced as he contemplated his next move. Taking a deep breath, he attempted to steady his nerves, seeking a way out of this dire situation.The two masked men flanking Jayson in the back seat fixed cold, watchful gazes
Old Wade's statement implied that Grey would recover his money and expressed his disbelief in non-refundable policies. With a stern gaze directed at Grey, Old Wade swiftly followed Jayson's car, which was making its way to the parking lot of the luxurious 5-star hotel."I must contact those individuals. If I fail to explain the situation adequately, Grandpa will suspect me, and he won't allow my son to become Jayson's next of kin. How can I be wealthy if I let such a splendid opportunity slip through my fingers?" Grey anxiously muttered, his face etched with worry. He swiftly retrieved his phone and dialed the kidnappers' numbers, but none of them answered the call. After persistently attempting to reach them to no avail, Grey relinquished his efforts and hastened towards the entrance of the hotel.As Jayson stepped out of his vehicle, he noticed Old Wade approaching him. "Jayson, you've returned," Old Wade greeted, his weariness and guilt evident on his face.Jayson's eyes narrowed a
Old Wade's expression grew dark as he surveyed the pitiful members of the Nighwolf gang. His forehead vein twitched with frustration at the exorbitant amount he had paid for these injured men, who couldn't even manage to capture someone as insignificant as Jayson.Grey, too, was taken aback. When he had visited yesterday to deliver their payment, the gang members had appeared perfectly fine. He couldn't help but wonder what had transpired since then.Old Wade's gaze hardened as he directed his cold words toward the leader of the Night Wolf gang. "I paid a substantial sum to have that trash kidnapped, yet you and your men failed to capture him. Return my money so I can hire competent individuals for the job. You all are utterly useless."Old Wade's cutting remark ignited a surge of anger within the Night Wolf gang members, who had previously been dismissive of the father-son duo. Their leader snatched the gun resting on his lap and advanced, his face contorted with rage. "Who the hell
The tense atmosphere in Butler Anthony's tone indicated that Jayson had likely done something outrageous. Julius could sense it, and in an instant, he and his father stormed out of the study room with ferocity etched on their faces.They swiftly ascended to the balcony, where a shocking sight unfolded before them. Towering banners adorned the sky, proudly displaying audacious proclamations."Jayson Wade, the indomitable force! Let all the lowly dogs of the Saints family bow in reverence.""Kneel before your lord, Jayson Wade, oh lowly Saints!""With a mere flick of his hand, Jayson Wade shall bring the entire Saint family to its knees."With every word they read, Julius and his father's anger intensified. Their fists clenched instinctively, teeth gnashed in a furious rage. Locking eyes, father and son exchanged a glance filled with unbridled madness."You shouldn't let the trash die so easily; make him suffer as much as possible. When he pleads for death, deny him that release. Kill h
The powerful gust of wind propelled Julius towards the blockade surrounding the fighting ring in the arena, causing the walls to crumble upon impact with his slumped body on the floor.The previously raucous arena fell into an eerie silence as everyone gazed upon the astonishing scene unfolding before them. Wide-eyed and incredulous, the spectators couldn't fathom the reality of what they were witnessing.Gasps of shock escaped from the mouths of the onlookers, while those who had accompanied Jayson leaped to their feet, erupting into cheers and creating a tumultuous uproar."Is that... a heaven-rank cultivator's attack?" one spectator stuttered, his disbelief etched across his face."I felt the unmistakable aura of a heaven-rank master," added another, his voice trembling with astonishment."With a single strike, he effortlessly defeated the Saint young master. Who among the younger generation would dare challenge him now?" solemnly remarked a third person.Jayson revealed his true f
The Saint family patriarch carried Julius back to the ring and released him. Julius collapsed to the ground, groaning in pain.The patriarch fixed a cold gaze upon Jayson and spoke with a stern voice, "You have the audacity to bully the younger generation as an old man."From his keen observation, the figure standing before him appeared to be a man in his late sixties. The patriarch could sense it in his aura, deeply ingrained in his bones and qi.Jayson pulled back his hood, revealing his face, and shouted icily, "You old fool! Who did you just call an old man bullying the young? Look at me closely. Do I resemble someone of your age? You should be ashamed to step into this ring and confront a younger generation like me."The pupils of the Saint family patriarch widened in shock as he beheld Jayson's youthful appearance. He shook his head, questioning his own judgment. Perhaps he had misjudged the situation. Jayson, undeterred, spoke with conviction, "The Saint family lacks moral fibe
Jayson wasn't surprised that his father and his uncle Grey had gone to the company to clown around. His confusion stemmed from their absence at the Saint family's residence to witness the match. Instead, they seemed to harbour ill wishes for him, desiring his demise as swiftly as possible. With a perplexed state of mind, Jayson Humph instructed the driver, "Take me to Nissan Corporation."Without questioning, the driver acknowledged, "Yes, sir," perceiving Jayson's foul mood from the deeply troubled expression on his face. The car accelerated along the road, making a right turn at an intersection, and proceeded towards Nissan Corporation.As the car halted at the entrance of Nissan Corporation, Jayson stepped out and found Old Wade and Grey engaged in a heated dispute with the company's security personnel, preventing them from gaining access. Old Wade's voice carried a tone of anger as he exclaimed, "This company belongs to my grandson! By what authority do you obstruct our entry? Are