Sir Ares, Goodnight

Baby Robbie,

Carson was immensely impressed by Baby Robbie." Not bad. You're really good. It's better than how we interrogate our prisoners. What we're doing is cruel torture, and we often take turns to do it. When we're done interrogating the prisoners, we would be worn out ourselves."

Cole glared at Carson. "What do you mean by that? Are you saying that my techniques are terrible?"

Carson let out a wry smile and said against his conscience, "Ours aren't so bad either. Simple and rough."

Jenson stood up and swaggered away.

Baby Robbie patted Carson's head. "Learn." Then, he went off to chase after Jenson.

Cole looked dazedly at Baby Robbie and stroked his chin. "He has proven himself worthy to be the heir whom Grand Old Master Yorks selected."

When Jenson and Baby Robbie walked out the front door, Baby Robbie pulled Jenson back and pointed at the Refreshing Breeze signboard above their heads.

remembered that he had not done something yet

"Why are you back?"

and wiped the dust off the chair, saying to Baby Robbie ingratiatingly, "Please have a seat,

shoulder. "This young man is promising and worthy to be taught. You have a bright future ahead of you." Carson let out a dazzling smile upon hearing

thinking of changing masters? Are you trying to poach my men,

it before Cole's eyes, saying, "The entire Yorks Stronghold belongs

Baby Robbie because when he talked to him,

Jenson. "Do you

at the door, saying, "Uncle, your Refreshing Breeze

it not fitting?" Cole

sign on my father's toilet door, which also translates to refreshing breeze. If you think that's fine, then take it as though I never said it. Let's go, Baby Robbie." Baby Robbie watched as Cole's face

Looks like my father's thoughts are still more meticulous than yours, Uncle Cole." Baby Robbie left

could detect their overweening attitude and was so mad that his chest hurt. "These two little young

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