Chapter 1274
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
aliveter.”
Spencer waved his hand, and the guards behind him immediately surrounded Jay and the others.
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 rtively young and inferiords. Perhaps it was so they
would be unobtrusive to outsiders.
Grayson alone was able to knock them all to the ground.
Spencer frowned and yelled about his unfilial son, " Cole, that b*stard son of mine. Didn''t he say
that these six tourists consist of one blind person, one sickly person, a terrified couple, and two who
look slightly
more useful but are busy dragging around their piglike teammates? Now just one of them is able to
defeat our toon. Go and call that b*stard over here and ask him to solve our problem.”
Carson was dumbfounded.
"Old Master, if you ask me to disturb the young master’s drunken stupor just because of this small
issue, he''ll cut me alive instead," said Carson with a bitter expression.
Spencer was irritated when he heard the words'' drunken stupor''. His son had be a degenerate
ever since he came back from his mission three years ago.
Spencer unexpectedly said, "Are you stupid? Don’t you know how 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 spot.
The lie was too extravagant... The old master''s martial arts skills were of a grandmaster''s level, and
he was a solo hero who crossed lines of armies, sweeping through thousands of troops.
His martial arts feats surpassed those of fictitious boundaries.
"What are you still waiting for? Scram,” Spencer yelled indignantly.
Carson dared not lurk around anymore and quickly
went to invite Cole into the fight.
Spencer looked at his injured men on the ground and could not bear to stare any longer. "I''ve asked
you lot t o practice and train, yet you''re always full of tricks and excuses. Well now, who are the
ones getting beaten up?"
"Old Master, his skills are just too good. Even the young master may not be able to beat him."
"Pfft. Do you think I’m blind? Can this half-wit martial artist evenpare to your young master?"
Spencer stood there for a while and was getting a little drowsy. Hemanded his servants, "Go
and bring m y recliner here. I’ll stand guard by the door and wait for Cole Yorks to clean up the
mess."
After his people brought his recliner in, he was blocking the door to the courtyard with his body. His
posture was of a man who was in charge.
Josephine asked Jay in a whisper, "Brother, what should we do now?"
Jay raised his voice. "Since they''re hospitable, then we''re staying right here."
Spencer felt choked by his optimism. He yed along with Jay’s words and said, "Yes, yes. Stay
right here. There’ll be a pig ughtering show tonight. You lot can stay and watch."
If anyone wanted to have apetition with Jay regarding who had the sharpest tongue, perhaps
they were tired of living and were seeking death.
Jay replied hatefully, "There must be a lot of pigs of different breeds in this mountain. Berkshires,
wild mountain boars, and maybe even Yorkshires. I do wonder which breed tastes the best?"
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Spencer almost spat out all the tea in his mouth.
He gave Jay a fierce re. "You''re mad, boy."
Jay replied, "Thank you for thepliment."
Jay was calm as he refuted Spencer''s words for several more rounds, but Angeline had broken into
a cold sweat from being terrified.