Sir Ares, Goodnight

Zayne suddenly held his forehead and said, "My head is spinning."

He then collapsed in front of Jay with a thud.

Jay teased, saying, "What a good tea indeed, old man. I'm surprised by how fast it can put someone to sleep."

The old man studied Jay carefully. This young man knew that there was something wrong with the tea yet still continued to talk to him as if nothing was happening.

This was his first time meeting someone who could mock him so calmly in the Yorks' territory.

The old man admired his courage and boldness.

"Your personality suits my taste very much, young man. I admire you. What's your name?"

Jay let out a slight smile. "Ben."

Puzzled, the old man asked, "Don't you have a last name?"

nodded nonchalantly,

"My last name is

man looked at Jay with displeasure. "If you want to trick

right attitude."

cold tea in the teapot, then filled it up

to the old man. "The tea I've made is more refreshing than yours. Would you

handful of tea leaves, pinched them into the teapot, and

raised the teacup. "Fate has brought us together, old man. Let's toast

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was still too young and probably had no

his teacup and clinked

of them then drained

said in a dizzy manner, "Good tea." He then staggered and collapsed on top of Zayne's soft and limp

and fell to the ground as

ground and dusted his butt while gloating. "Hmph, you're way too young to beat me." Having said that, he returned to his seat next to the teapot, picked up a cup of tea, and drained it in

drank the tea,

man clutched his stomach as his complexion paled.