Sir Ares, Goodnight

"What?" Grand Old Master Yorks stood up abruptly.

However, when he noticed Baby Robbie sitting calmly on the couch, he realized that he, an old man, was not even remotely as calm and unruffled as a child.

Hence, he forced himself to sit back down again.

"Do you have an antidote for the poison, Baby Robbie?" Grand Old Master Yorks asked.

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Grand Old Master Yorks looked dumbfoundedly at him. "Why aren't you anxious at all, then?"

Baby Robbie chuckled. "That's your son, not mine. Of course, I can't feel the same pain as you when you lose your son."

Grand Old Master Yorks was dumbfounded once more. He stood up and rushed to the back courtyard this time.

Jordan and Baby Robbie were the only ones left in the living room. They both stared at each other.

Baby Robbie was once a Rank 5s secret agent in the military intelligence division and could retreat completely amid hails of bullets in

stretched out five fingers, and began counting.

Grand Old Master Yorks rushed in in a flurry and asked Baby Robbie, "Why are there two Sandras? There's one in both the front and back courtyards.

combat skills of both Sandras?" Grand Old Master Yorks said, "The Sandra in the front courtyard is agile. Her moves are so swift that it's hard to catch. The Sandra in

over. "The one in the front courtyard is Nephele and the

Yorks was astounded. "How do you

convincing because he was only sitting in the living room eating fruits without taking a

"It's

Old Master Yorks was speechless.

Answer me properly."

or are weak in martial arts would use external

Master Yorks came to a sudden realization. "Yes, Sandra isn't good

it, but her skills have probably been neglected after she entered

counter everything Grand Old Master Yorks said, and the servants could hardly

looked extremely awkward. "Robbie, can you please show me some respect and not pull the