Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 1132

Mr. Cornelius, her father, looked at her with displeasure and said, "Why are you crying? I believe that if a young man like Jenson can attain high-level martial arts skills even though he just started practicing martial arts, it'll be only a few years before he surpasses you."

Whitney put on an arrogant expression. "Dad, I found you a pretty outstanding son-in-law, didn't I?"

Mr. Cornelius was speechless. "It's still too early to rejoice. Things aren't even taking shape yet. When he returns to his extravagant life in Imperial Capital, he will meet all sorts of young women, and when he looks at you again, he will only see a girl who just knows how to fight all day. I doubt he will find you attractive at all."

Whitney looked dejected. "What should I do then?"

Mr. Cornelius frowned when he saw his daughter's assertive posture. "There's a way to do this. I will keep him in Legendary Youth Academy for you. If Jenson grows up without interacting with other girls, he will have no choice but to marry you."

Whitney's beautiful face was about to tear up. "Why does that sound so sad, Dad? If you put it that way, that means Jenson will be marrying me because he

doesn't have a choice and not because he likes me."

As both father and daughter spoke, they heard someone exclaiming in a thunderous voice, "We have lost and we admit defeat. From now on, you, Jenson Ares, will be our big brother."

"Big Brother! Big Brother! Big Brother!"

Jenson stood in the center of the training ground covered in blood, his eyes appearing dark and calm. "Mm."

He then dragged his injured body to Mr. Cornelius. "I'd like to challenge you, Mr. Cornelius."

Mr. Cornelius stroked his chin and said astutely, "The exit examination will take place in just a few more days, Jens. You're challenging me today just to test how good I am, right? Listen, you can't beat me, so there's no need to waste your energy."

"I insist on trying."

Mr. Cornelius nodded helplessly.

Whitney exhorted her dad. "Don't hurt Jens, Dad."

Mr. Cornelius answered Whitney with another question, "What if he hurts me?"

Whitney replied, "You have thick skin and tough flesh. It'll be harmless even if he hurts you a little."

Mr. Cornelius, "..."

In the end, he sighed and said, "Daughters and dead fish are no keeping wares."

The match between Jenson and Mr. Cornelius lifted the level of interest in the audience to the extreme.

Although the martial arts students were proud and insolent and could also sound harsh sometimes,' loyalty' was etched in their bones and flowed in their very veins. Now that they had recognized Jenson as their big brother, they were bent on cheering for Jenson with unswerving loyalty. "Go Big Brother, go!"

Mr. Cornelius looked speechlessly at his students and daughter who were taking Jenson's side instead of his. He shook his head. "A bunch of ungrateful b* stards."

Jenson and Mr. Cornelius' match was fascinating to watch.

The fight earlier was earth-shattering because they were simply squandering their strength and moves, but when it comes to Mr. Cornelius and Jenson's fight, it was as if the Clash of the Titans mode was activated instantly. It switched things up and pushed the match to a whole new level.

As both of them were equipped with fine martial arts and parkour skills, they were able to leap onto roofs and vault over walls.

It was as though there were two flying eagles, one running while the other chasing.

After a very long time, Mr. Cornelius finally stopped and looked at Jenson who was panting slightly, teasing. "Jens, we've been running around for a long time but you can't even lay a finger on me. You should just go back and brush up on your skills. You're still young anyway, so why bother getting out of here so early?"

Jenson's eyes were blood-chillingly dark. "Did you go easy on those students who graduated previously?"

Mr. Cornelius nodded. "Yes. They were old and making little headway in martial arts. Forcing them to stay by my side is just useless. That's why I lost on purpose so they could leave." Disheartened, Jenson leaped to the ground and left the training ground.

Whitney chased after him in a hurry.

"Jens." Whitney caught up to Jenson.

Jenson looked at her with gloomy eyes. "When exactly is your dad going to let me graduate?"