Sir Ares, Goodnight

The look in Jay's eyes darkened. "So it was hiding right under my nose."

"Mr. President, it looks like that person understands you well," said Storm.

Jay replied, "Which is why he could play tricks right under my nose."

His voice was light, but his tone was as if it came straight out of hell. He sounded like he wanted to choke the breath out of his victim.

Storm clenched his fist, roaring, "Mr. President, I'll go and catch those scaredy-cats out of their hidey-hole!"

Jay became calm. "Go to Sycamore Annex. The kids are staying there with their grandparents. Bring them away from here tonight."

"Mr. President?" Storm was unwilling to leave the president at this moment when he needed someone by his side.

"Be good."

"Yes." Storm hung his head and left Fragrant Vessel Court reluctantly.

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into Sycamore

he had registered in his mind beforehand, he

bed under the dinosaur-patterned blanket was a little clump of

kid sleeping

he opened up the covers, he realized that it was just

exclaimed and immediately retreated

weak

front of the study table, holding a small medicine bag in his hand.

after, the doors to the

silhouette slithered in. "Old Master

anyone would know that it was the voice of

and put it in tomorrow's breakfast. You've

a way to get him

Master Jack.

ambiguous smile curved

"Go then."

and Jack walked out of the study