Sir Ares, Goodnight

The shopkeeper was a little surprised. "How did you know that I wasn't the original creator?"

Jay turned around and asked excitedly, "Hurry and tell me now. Did a blind girl teach you to make this cake?" Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

The shopkeeper shook her head. "A boy taught me."

Jay's eyes turned dark. It turned out he had made a mistake.

The shopkeeper took the opportunity to promote his cake and said, "Mister, I noticed that you're interested in this cake. Why don't you buy one?"

Jay looked at the cake in a daze, then nodded. "Okay."

The shopkeeper placed the cake in a box for him. Jay swiped his card and proceeded to leave with it.

The fluttering snow fell on Jay's flowing hair, tainting his slightly curled bangs with frost. It added melancholy and vicissitudes of life to his prince-like temperament.

His footsteps were heavy as he treaded slowly in the snow. He knew that Grayson and Storm were following him from behind and did not want them to watch this side of him. After quickly crossing several streets, he successfully threw them off.

Snowflakes fell one at a time.

of snowflakes. He watched them dissolve in

were

disappear before his

to catch the snowflakes and

far away, a young man stopped to

holding. Those gorgeous peachy eyes of

guy did not deserve to have the

of his sleeve, then shot

skills were remarkably

flying dart, the cake fell to the ground and splattered into a pile of colorful cheese

and looked at the remaining handle, gently throwing it

turned his head abruptly as his eagle

seeker," Jay gritted out these two

eyes grew colder as he unconsciously clenched his fists under his

rang in his

Doomsday's admiral, and killing him is

making Jay temporarily lose his sight.

up as his fist faced

the back to its utmost extent. When the fist approached him,