Sir Ares, Goodnight

Whitney examined Robert closely with a deep and unfathomable gaze. There was a look of pain and bewilderment in her eyes.

She remembered that in order to leave the Legendary Youth Academy, she had to stand off against her father and even practiced the feminine arts, which she was the least good at. After all of those hardships, she finally came here and was reunited with him.

However, Whitney could no longer see the shadow of the old Jens in this guy.

The Jens she remembered was cold and quiet. He would keep a distance of thousands of miles with others. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Robert, on the other hand, was agile and lively. His relationship with the opposite sex was particularly good, and he was also brimming with kindness toward everyone around him.

Jens had a poor foundation in martial arts, but he was gifted and intelligent. He also had a strong learning ability. His martial arts style was more toward catching his opponents off guard, outsmarting them. However, Robert here had a solid foundation in martial arts and his punches displayed his strength from many years of practice.

Their personalities were completely different, and

their martial arts style was also different.

Whitney began to wonder that perhaps they were not the same person after all?

Yet again, was this face not obviously the extraordinarily handsome face that she remembered? Moreover, he had the surname Ares as well. Even so, the students of Legendary Youth Academy would all change their names after leaving the academy.

that they were the

Cornelius in a daze, Robert suddenly and nimbly charged ahead with his fist. Whitney immediately

at him in disbelief, and

rare occasion for him to defeat her, so he was naturally ecstatic over

strange words. Besides,

by this and said, "One more

couple of embroidery needles between her fingers and exerted her strength, shooting the needles toward Robert

rain of embroidery needles, yet unexpectedly, Whitney shot another round with her

the f*ck?! Does your family manufacture needles? Why

to recall that

had tricked her into that wretched lady's etiquette class. She failed to practice the feminine arts but managed

no

vel.

Needle Rain technique

she could make in

thanks to you." After

up the last of her needles, she continuously made several attacks Baby Robbie was focused on avoiding the embroidery needles and a little ill-prepared for Whitney's fierce attacks, letting her

was extremely reluctant to

fist froze just