Baby Robbie was truly walking on a path of evil, no longer recognizing his own family.
Baby Robbie looked at Jenson, who was enraged, and quickly changed the subject by saying, “I’m hungry.”
Jenson picked up the plate and angrily ripped apart a drumstick from the body of the chicken. It was as if he was tearing apart Baby Robbie who was making him fume.
Baby Robbie trembled but still smiled at him.
Then, Jenson shoved the whole drumstick into his mouth.
Baby Robbie could feel his mouth blistering from the heat, but he was not willing to spit the chicken out.
He merely glared at Jenson and mumbled, “If you shove the whole thing, then I can’t taste the chicken’s flavor.”
Jenson took it out and blew on it before letting him have another bite.
Baby Robbie chewed slowly this time around, then he frowned. “No salt?”
Jenson said, “After my mommy went blind, my daddy has been the one taking care of her. This is her first time cooking up a meal after going blind. You’re still nitpicking?”
There was a glisten in Baby Robbie’s eyes. “Alright, alright. The flavor’s not bad at all.”
While eating their meals, the brothers were in a constant battle of words.
Jenson was on the offense while Baby Robbie was in defense mode.
Ultimately, Jenson concluded that Baby Robbie had not become utterly heartless just yet.
Baby Robbie reached his own conclusion as well, that his big brother was not someone he should be messing with. He was becoming more and more like Daddy. He had a brain that could come up with numerous plots, and one would fall into his pit if they failed to pay attention.
After the meal, Jenson suddenly asked without warning, “Tell me, why did you hurt my daddy and mommy?”
Baby Robbie thought that he had successfully evaded this blunder earlier. He did not expect that Jenson would revisit the question. It seemed that it was impossible for him not to answer it.
“I saw his Doomsday admiral token on the plane. I have a grudge against Doomsday, so I followed him all the way here. I’ve been waiting for an opportunity to take revenge.” Baby Robbie tried to play it down.
However, Jenson was not sparing him. “What grudge do you have against the Doomsday admiral?”
After he was done speaking, Jenson left with the plate.
Baby Robbie lifted the blanket and stared at Jenson’s back in a daze.
He pondered, ‘This will be troublesome. If we need to extract the Nine Paintings from Jenson’s mind, we’ll have to defeat Jenson’s psychological defense.’
However, who could deal with a person like Jenson who had such a strong mentality?
Soon, Jenson returned to the room.
Baby Robbie was startled. “Why are you here again?”
Jenson said, “This is my room, so I want to rest here.”
Baby Robbie smiled mischievously. “Aren’t you afraid that the neurotic uncle of yours will worry about you destroying yourself?”
Jenson’s lips started twitching. This fellow was growing up to be more and more unruly.
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