Sir Ares, Goodnight

As soon as Andy said those words, Sandra pushed her away. Fortunately, Andy was on her guard as she pulled Roxie with her and jumped a meter away.

A white-colored haze shot out of Sandra's palms. Spencer did not manage to dodge in time and inhaled some of the haze before clutching his chest. He began choking and coughing. As soon as he coughed, it caused him to inhale even more fine powder into his lungs. In no time at all, he was convulsing on the ground.

Spencer pointed at Sandra furiously. "I believed you..."

Andy said, "Were you aware that she can use poison, Grand-uncle?"

The terminally ill Sandra seemed to have gone through a complete transformation. Her zombie-like face was slowly recovering and color was gradually returning to her face.

She stood up from the recliner in an imposing and majestic manner.

Andy motioned to Roxie with her eyes. "Attack."

both leaped into

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young master, hence he asked him deliberately, "Why is there

Robbie was a meticulous and clear-sighted person. He might be a very insightful person, but

"Madam Nephele probably has an accomplice

the word 'probably'. Matters that involved human lives as such needed to be handled carefully and strictly. Baby Robbie's sloppy attitude worried him. "I'll

"Should I go to the front courtyard to check on Cole? Or should I go to the back courtyard to check on

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help. Sis Andy and Sis Roxie can handle it. It's no use for you to go to the front courtyard

strong and boorish fellow like Carson to help him out. They don't lack martial arts skills. What they lack is wit."