Sir Ares, Goodnight

Whitney said sheepishly, "I'm sorry. My dad knows that I like you very much and wants to keep you in school so we can bond and connect with each other."

Jenson said with a cold countenance, "Whitney, my mommy is facing an unprecedented crisis. I need to go back and help her."

Born a warmhearted person, Whitney vowed in a righteous manner. "Don't worry, Jens, I'll definitely find a way to help you defeat my dad."

Jenson was slightly dejected. "Martial arts isn't something that can be attained in a day. There's no shortcut to this. I won't be able to beat him unless he goes easy on me."

Whitney looked at Jenson and smirked. "My family owns a rare martial arts book that was passed down by our ancestors for generations. It's exclusively for the Cornelius family. If you can get your hands on the book, though you won't be able to learn all the martial arts movements in such a short time, judging from your understanding and perception, you can at least work out some tricks to counter the Cornelius family's moves. With that, my dad can't do anything to you."

Jenson frowned. "Is it really exclusively for the Cornelius family only?"

Whitney smirked slyly. "Why don't we sign a marriage agreement first? That way, you'll be considered a halfCornelius."

Jenson rolled his eyes at her before sauntering away.

her feet. "Jens, I'm the prettiest girl in Legendary Youth Academy. If I match with the most handsome boy in the academy, which is you, you have nothing to lose because

looked back and said, "There

Whitney blushed.

academy, Whitney's reputation as the most beautiful girl was also a selfproclaimed one, which would be really embarrassing i

"Alright, alright. If you don't want to marry me, then forget it. Is it really necessary to hurt my feelings like that? Go to the place where we first met at 11 tonight. I'll sneak out the martial arts book for you. Also, if you don't understand anything at all,

Jenson nodded.

"Okay."

offering Jenson help did actually melt the ice

years had been suffocating for

often prayed for his brother and sister. The yearning had been gnawing at his young and fragile heart this entire time. He had shut himself out

how cold Jenson was, she would always flash him an innocent and harmless smile. At first, this pretty little boy aroused

making him laugh, she had unknowingly lost her young and

to realize that this was a budding

arts book,