Chapter 1992

Baby Robbie, “...” Carson was immensely impressed by Baby Robbie. “Not bad. You’re really good. It’s better than how we interrogate our prisoners. What we’re doing is cruel torture, and we often take turns to do it. When we’re done interrogating the prisoners, we would be worn out ourselves.” Cole glared at Carson. “What do you mean by that? Are you saying that my techniques are terrible?” Carson let out a wry smile and said against his conscience, “Ours aren’t so bad either. Simple and rough.” Jenson stood up and swaggered away. Baby Robbie patted Carson’s head. “Learn.” Then, he went off to chase after Jenson. Cole looked dazedly at Baby Robbie and stroked his chin. “He has proven himself worthy to be the heir whom Grand Old Master Yorks selected.” When Jenson and Baby Robbie walked out the front door, Baby Robbie pulled Jenson back and pointed at the Refreshing Breeze signboard above their heads. Jenson remembered that he had not done something yet and walked back to Cole.