Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose) novel Chapter 1403

Angeline was not idly sitting by when Jay was renovating Refreshing Breeze Courtyard.

She was knitting a pair of macrame knots into white long and thick bands from day till night. There were two Turk's head knots, one on the left and one on the right. Trumpet creepers connected them in the middle.

Once she was done, Angeline brought the band over to Cold River Park where Jenson and Baby Robbie lived.

Jenson and Baby Robbie were playing chess. Jenson had just pulled off a checkmate and was looking at the troubled Baby Robbie complacently, saying, "You have nowhere to go except surrender."

Baby Robbie was unconvinced as he grabbed onto his head, unwilling to admit defeat. He said, "I admit that your brain is better than mine. On paper, you're better at talking about war, but when it's time to act and use your hands, you're definitely not a worthy opponent of mine."

Jenson flipped the chessboard angrily and said," Then, let's give it a go."

Hence, the two boys fought at a close range with their handcuffs on.

Baby Robbie always did have a knack for martial arts.

Later, the military intelligence division's devilish training that took place day and night was also added t o his initial ability. He displayed his skills when fighting with Jenson, showing off his own fighting technique that consisted of taekwondo’s flexibility and tai chi’s magical amplifying effects. One could also sense the essence within him that made it obvious he had come from a mixed martial arts school.

The two children's ground-shaking fight caused Zayne and Josephine next door to think that an earthquake had occurred. They were trying their best t o escape.

"There's an earthquake, Jens. Run, quickly." Zayne and Josephine had not forgotten to warn their nephew this time around.

Only after the two of them ran out did they find that the surrounding buildings were not moving at all. The distant mountains and nearby trees were so quiet that even the leaves were not shaking.

"There's no earthquake?" Zayne touched the back of his head and said with a curious look.

Josephine tugged his sleeve and pointed toward Jenson's room. "Look at that, Zayne."

Several holes had been punched into the roof of Jenson’s house as small objects like vases flew out of windows and doors.

"What on earth are they doing?" Josephine was puzzled.

Zayne's brain was out in the open.