Mr. Robinson was no longer the timid old man they all knew. Instead, he was the renowned, Grandmaster, Michael Robinson!
“Don’t mention it... Mr. Harmon Senior helped me before, so I’m just repaying the favor,” Michael answered kindly as usual.
However, his gaze was conflicted as it swept over Abigail. He had tried to keep his daughter safe by hiding his identity. Unfortunately, the truth had still come to light. If he became Michael Robinson once more, things would only become more troublesome.
Amidst the heavy snowfall, a figure in black dashed on frantically, ignoring the fierce winds.
Blood trickled out of his wounds and dripped onto the fresh snow beneath him.
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