Sir Ares, Goodnight

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The girl bit her lip. "Dad, he's the only man I love. Can you go and tell Grand Old Master Yorks that I would like to redeem the promise he made to us back then? I want to marry his grandson." The scrawny old man was slightly stunned. "Do you like him that much?"

The girl replied, "I couldn't stop thinking about him from the moment I listened to the heroic tales of him fighting against Doomsday's Tiger and Wolf Armies. Now that I'm fortunate enough to see him, his outstanding posture and impressive talent have got m e falling in love with him at first sight. I think this is God's will, so why should I waste this God-given opportunity?"

The scrawny old man stared at Jay's departing back, his eyes filled with admiration. "Sir Ares is indeed a rare prodigy. Alright then, I'll make a trip to 48 Stronghold."

Jay later bought some new clothes for Baby Robbie in the night market, and when both father and son walked home, the sky had already turned dark. On the way, Baby Robbie opened his mouth several

ask Daddy some questions, but because he could not bring himself to call out 'Daddy', he had no choice but to keep those questions in his

to dispel his confusion. "Baby Robbie, are you trying to ask me how I knew I could eventually

his head, and instead of dismissing him by saying I was just there at the right place and the right time' like what he told

jade will sell well. This is the only shop that sells rough stones in Mount Pearl, s o to buy them all is to monopolize the market to ensure effective sales strategies. It's New Year's Eve tomorrow, so many will visit their friends

and continued, "Of course, the most important factor is

"How do you know the people at Yorks

used to show off his wealth in Imperial Capital, so that's when I

calls you a business prodigy. You certainly deserve that reputation." Jay

tree that had a trunk as massive as the size of a bowl's opening. The tree then snapped. Baby Robbie said proudly, "I only like martial arts." Jay frowned. It stood to reason that all parents should support their children's hobbies, but Jay did not want

"Why?"