Sir Ares, Goodnight

After a long while only did it dawn on Storm and Grayson that the two boys did not want to study.

"Do the two of you not like academics?" Grayson felt the situation to be a little off.

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As expected, Baby Robbie waged a finger at them. "That's untrue. We don't wish to be simpletons who are more brawn than brains. Instead, we're striving to be all-rounded, well-developed beings of mankind."

Storm and Grayson's expressions darkened.

Storm gulped. "Would you two little devils speak English? What are you trying to say?"

Baby Zetty smiled joyfully. "You can't really blame others for calling you stupid when you are. Big Brothers' words are already so straightforward, so how can you still not understand what they're trying to say? Sigh."

Storm was speechless.

at Grayson. "Did

Grayson shook

the

teachers."

over here is a top graduate of one of the world's best universities. He's more than capable of teaching the lot of you.

we find a teacher better than Storm, you'll have to ask them to be our teacher. Don't go back on

have a question for

"Shoot."

his foot. "Do you know of our

Storm and Grayson

their energy on something as unnecessary as reading up on a housing's geographic location?"

answer, I highly doubt this

charmingly in response. "This teacher of ours is all-knowing

the nonsense and just tell me who it is. I'd like this to meet such a divine entity as well,"