Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 550

The thought of this man trying to murder Rose made Jay's anger rose. "Who are you?" He approached the man step by step.

"You want to know?" the man asked.

Jay looked at the man's ghost-like complexion and understood that this man hardly exposed himself under the sun. He mocked the man, saying, "I don't think you have the guts to face a living breathing human like me after living like a nonentity without seeing the sun for your whole life."

The man was angered by Jay and tried to reach out to grab Jay's neck, but the latter managed to catch his hand. Jay lifted him and slammed him onto the ground. The series of movements were done fluidly. "Jay Ares, you should be the person in hiding. I'm only here on your behalf." The man lay on the ground, his pale complexion appearing almost translucent under the sunlight.

"Do you know how much I hate you?" The man's beautiful peach blossom eyes appeared sunken, but they were still attractive.

Jay took a good look at the man who seemed rather young. There was not a wrinkle in sight, but the lines on his neck revealed his estimated age.

The man was old enough to be Jay's father. He looked

very much like Jay as well.

Jay asked fearfully, "Who are you to me?"

The man was completely angered by this question. His peach blossom eyes were immediately filled with disgust and hatred.

"You want to know? Then you should ask your..." He gritted his teeth and used all his might to hold back before he spat out the word, "Grandfather."

There was confusion in Jay's gaze.

He knew it. The person who could fool him would not be a simple person. However, he would never have guessed that the man was the same person who had cultivated him into the talented young man he was now-The Grand Old Master.

Jay still had plenty of questions. He squatted down and grilled the man for answers. "Are you the one who hid my mother?"

The man smiled a sinister smile. "Haha! So you found out about this, but it's a little too late now."

"Where is she?" Jay's voice lowered, and the atmosphere abruptly felt like a chilly winter.

"She's mine!" the man suddenly yelled like a child protecting his precious toy.

Jay frowned. This was the first time in his life that he felt that he was not intelligent enough.

'Is this man my mother's husband?

'Then who's my father?

'At first, I thought that this man who looks so much like me is my father, but his reaction clearly tells me otherwise.'

"I know what you're thinking about. You're curious why both of us look alike?"

Jay's eyes widened as he waited with bated breath for an answer.

"Hahahahahaha!" The man laughed hysterically. He may look old, but it did not diminish the glow in his eyes.

He may look like Jay, but there was maleficence brewing from his core.

That smile on his face brought out the youthfulness that had been lost with time.

When a man appeared more enchanting than a woman, nobody would bring themselves to hate him regardless of how evil the words he spewed were. It only made others pity him. "Tell me!" Jay's voice revealed the anger that he was trying to suppress.