Sir Ares, Goodnight

The sisters shot a glance that was as sharp as knives toward Baby Robbie and ridiculed, "We wouldn't want to marry these freaking men anyway."

The sisters unwillingness to get married was a harmful mindset taught by the military intelligence division's ideology. However, Baby Robbie had assumed that their deep-rooted thoughts would change after leaving the military intelligence division.

Upon hearing the sisters' stubborn thoughts, Baby Robbie was so startled that he almost fell down from the tree branch. "If you guys aren't getting married, who do I collect your sky-high dowry from?" After the sisters dealt with the bad guys who were attacking them, they swarmed toward Baby Robbie. Fury emerged on all of their beautiful faces as they snarled. "Are you itching to get a spanking, Baby Robbie?"

Baby Robbie sat up from the tree branch and shot forward. His agile body moved like an arrow shot from its bow as he quickly left the scene.

The men who were lying on the ground with broken limbs were speechlessly looking at these children. Were they just going to leave them on the ground like this?

Baby Robbie was playful, but he would never leave behind unfinished business. After running one whole round, Baby Robbie suddenly turned back around and stood in front of the wretched man with his hands crossed on his chest. He interrogated, "Tell us. Why were you trying to harm us?"

The man snorted coldly and turned his head to the side.

Baby Robbie was speechless. He merely looked at his sisters and said, "I think I'm repelling him. Since the opposite attracts, you ladies should interrogate him instead."

turned his head and looked at the beautiful girls. There was zero repentance in his

him, Baby Robbie reminded her, "Sis Three, you're a delicate, precious girl.

down and raised her feet instead, aiming for the man's

hand subconsciously retracted

Three to mischievously move her foot to the man's private part instead? The man's face immediately turned pale as he tremblingly said,

had done before and wept out bitter tears while saying, "I merely thought that you were a bunch of girls from a noble family but

not gangsters, but we can be. I'll give you three seconds to think about it. Are

hesitated

stomped

man wretchedly cried

Are you going to spit it out? Or

tell you! I'll

you

to hurt any of you either. I just wanted to catch you after hearing that Imperial Capital accent of yours.