Sir Ares, Goodnight

"You don't know Baby Robbie at all, Great-grandpa. Baby Robbie is a kind soul, and the most he will do is fight for injustice. He will never slaughter an entire clan." Grand Old Master Yorks' eyes turned cold abruptly.

In other words, Jenson was trying to tell him that it was not Baby Robbie's intention to look for Nine Paintings. Therefore, was the mysterious organization behind Baby Robbie Doomsday's enemy?

Grand Old Master Yorks' eyes were surging in secret. He looked up at the hazy sky and sighed. "I've never seen such a brilliant blue sky in Mount Pearl before. I knew a long time ago that Doomsday will one day receive retribution, Jens. I'm not afraid of retribution. I just don't want the innocent women and children in 108 Strongholds to be harmed."

Jenson felt conflicted about Doomsday. He was supposed to hate Doomsday, but because of Greatgrandpa's love for him, this hatred was starting to fade.

"A country has its laws and a family has its rules, Great-grandpa. The evil organization has no right to decide what kind of punishment Doomsday deserves. This should be left to the country."

Grand Old Master Yorks looked at Jenson in astonishment...

As he grew older over the years, he was more and more worried about Doomsday's future. Spencer was a reckless man who would only resort to force when handling Doomsday's matters. He was not pragmatic enough and had confined all their innocent descendants to this mountain. In Grand Old Master Yorks' opinion, he was holding back the children's future.

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