Sir Ares, Goodnight

Night had come!

Jay wandered along the deserted and lonely street, his physical pain not able to overcome the grief in his heart.

He had walked around the little Peach Blossom County numerous times and seemed to be endlessly going in circles.

Grayson was utterly worried. "He has injuries on his body, and he's refusing to eat or drink anything. If this goes on, his body will collapse."

Storm said bitterly, "Master Ares is looking for the madam."

He thought about how he was exactly the same way when he lost Baby Robbie back then.

Grayson's eyes turned wet. "But the madam is dead."

Grayson wanted to step forward to dissuade Jay, but Storm stopped him. He said, "Let him be. He's being this way because he still has hope in his heart. Even if the chances are slim, at least he's willing to stay alive because of it. If we destroy this hope, I'm afraid he won't continue living any longer."

Grayson sighed.

At this moment, a slingshot was hidden in the dark.

tied to a letter was shot into the snow in front of Jay without

been lax and soulless, but as soon as he saw the bead bracelet, his dispirited pupils were enlarged. It was akin to a dead tree in spring suddenly

holding a rare treasure. Only then did he notice that there was a

the letter and glanced at the

The letter wrote:

take the Nine Paintings and come to Noblemen Garden's Guesthouse

of mind was indescribable

thrilled that Angeline was still

fallen into a bad guy's hand, then he could not imagine her current

hand was crumpled into a

him

"Master, what happened?"

his teeth. "Someone has kidnapped

and Grayson looked at each other. They

the

must let the other

kidnappers want the