Sir Ares, Goodnight

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"Please serve Carson some tea, Josephine."

Josephine took her time to pour Carson a cup of tea and handed it to him. Carson put the teacup on the table and said, "You're really good at setting up distractions, aren't you, Ms. Severe?"

Angeline was not flustered at all when her plans were seen through by Carson. She said, "I'm just trying to catch up with an old friend, Carson. How can you gauge the heart of a great person with a mean heart? I shouldn't have thought so highly of a petty person like you."

Carson pouted his lips. He must have forgotten to pray for good luck when he went out this morning because as soon as he woke up, he was hit hard by both Ben and Angelina's insidious and acrid remarks. "To tell you the truth, Ms. Severe, there are many wild beasts on the mountain. If my men don't lead the way,

your bodyguard won't be able to find their way out of the mountain once they go in."

A trace of panic flashed across Angelina's heart, but when she remembered how Jaybie had Chloe's map as a guide and would probably be able to avoid all hindrances easily, she eased up and said, "You don't have to worry about them."

Carson's eyes revealed a determined smirk. "Since you don't really care whether he lives or dies, then I suppose there's no need for me to tell you further, Ms. Severe."

Zayne were able to

through a vast sea of bamboo trees. Even though this was a verdant bamboo forest, the floor had been

not a single leaf in

and entertained the possibility that there might be an old yet wise

and stools. There was an English tea set placed on the table and an old man sitting there sipping tea with his back

picked it up and drained the

to face the old man. He had white hair, a ruddy complexion,

tea leaves

to hear that, the old man poured a cup of tea for him. "Have a taste. You may not have drunk this before

and took a whiff, then poured it on the

don't want to drink it, but why are you wasting

the old man with a gaze that carried a deeper meaning and said, "Why are you out here sweeping dried leaves instead of staying at home for retirement, old man? Life

b*stard. Why are you scolding