Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 1292

Grand Old Master Yorks guffawed. "Don't say a word to anyone about what happened today, kid."

"Why are you so cruel, Grand Old Master Yorks..."

Grand Old Master Yorks placed his hands behind his back and swaggered to the library.

It was a complete mess in the library's compartment 4 8 area. The librarians had been tidying up for God knew how long and was panting in exhaustion at the moment.

Grand Old Master Yorks said with a dark complexion," Must he mess up the place when he's just here to steal books? Look how exhausted my apprentices are because of him..."

After making a mock expression of concern, Grand Old Master Yorks asked, "What's missing?"

The librarian replied timidly, "The register is missing, Grand Old Master."

Grand Old Master Yorks' expression turned grim all of a sudden. "Looks like Doomsday is the reason why he's here!"

He then walked out with a sullen look on his face.

Meanwhile, Jay was holding onto Zayne as he dug

some cassia seeds and gathered honeysuckles before heading back.

As soon as they approached Refreshing Breeze Courtyard, Jay and Zayne were surrounded by 48 Stronghold's Corvettes.

"Cole's orders?" Jay asked calmly.

Carson stepped out from among the Corvettes while clutching his belly with one hand. His face was still a little pale. Despite that, the smirk on his face was impossible to conceal. "Game over, Ben." Jay sneered at Carson, "What's wrong? You drank that old man's bamboo green tea too?"

Carson went from smirking to looking embarrassed. However, he raised his head proudly at the thought of how Jay's good days were coming to an end. "You'd better listen up. Neither Young Master nor Old Master Yorks sent out this order today. It's from Grand Old Master Yorks, a man who always means what he says."

Jay repeated, "A man who means what he says?"

Carson said arrogantly, "If Grand Old Master Yorks wants you dead, even the demons from hell won't have the guts to take you in."

Jay said, "That may not be the case."

Carson tutted and sighed. "Where exactly do you get your confidence from? Grand Old Master Yorks' command is like the imperial decree. Even Young Master can't save you." Speak of the devil.

When Cole returned from the Yorks' stronghold and saw Carson surrounding Refreshing Breeze Courtyard, he flew into a rage.

"Do you have a death wish, Carson? Send the men away right now. You're going to frighten Angeline."

Usually, when Young Master threatened him like that, Carson would at least pretend to look afraid.

Carson did not even bother to put on an act today.

With Grand Old Master Yorks as his backing, he was overflowing with courage and confidence. When he spoke to the young master, his spine straightened as his voice grew louder. "We can't do that, Young Master. This is Grand Old Master Yorks' orders."

Cole was slightly startled. He then glanced exasperatedly at Jay. "What did you do to my old man? Do you have a death wish?"

Jay replied in a leisurely manner, "Oh, so that mystifying old man in the sea of bamboos is Grand Old Master Yorks? That old man is really stingy. He put sleeping pills in my tea, so I put some laxatives in his. I'm just returning politeness with politeness, no? Is he refusing to admit defeat now?"

Cole's lips twitched over and over again. "You gave my grandpa laxatives?"

Cole breathed a sigh of relief. Grandpa might be a revengeful person, but Ben had not committed an unforgivable crime.

Cole ordered Carson, "Send the Corvettes away. I'll apologize to Grandpa later."

Carson hesitated and eventually moved his mouth closer to Cole's ear, whispering, "Young Master, this man has been to the library. Grand Old Master Yorks issued a death order. This man must die." Surprise filled Cole's eyes. Although he liked Angeline, he was not so muddle-headed to the point where he would jeopardize the safety of the Yorks family's 108 strongholds.