Sir Ares, Goodnight

Baby Robbie was truly walking on a path of evil, no longer recognizing his own family.

Baby Robbie looked at Jenson, who was enraged, and quickly changed the subject by saying, "I'm hungry."

Jenson picked up the plate and angrily ripped apart a drumstick from the body of the chicken. It was as if he was tearing apart Baby Robbie who was making him fume.

Baby Robbie trembled but still smiled at him.

Then, Jenson shoved the whole drumstick into his mouth.

Baby Robbie could feel his mouth blistering from the heat, but he was not willing to spit the chicken out.

He merely glared at Jenson and mumbled, "If you shove the whole thing, then I can't taste the chicken's flavor."

Jenson took it out and blew on it before letting him have another bite.

Baby Robbie chewed slowly this time around, then he frowned. "No salt?"

Jenson said, "After my mommy went blind, my daddy has been the one taking care of her. This is her first

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Robbie's eyes.

were in a constant

the offense while Baby

had

should be messing with. He was becoming more and more like Daddy. He had a brain that could come up with numerous plots, and one

asked without warning, "Tell me, why did

Jenson would revisit the question. It seemed that

plane. I have a grudge against Doomsday, so I followed him all the way here. I've been waiting for an opportunity to take revenge." Baby Robbie tried to play it down.

to make Baby Robbie

glared at him... Jens knew the reason why he hated Doomsday, but he was still knowingly asking him. Was

killed my father," Baby

asked, "Your dad is

his head. "Of

glanced at Jenson's eyes that were harboring malicious

lay on the bed

sat in front of him and said slowly, "What do you need