After another afternoon nap, Wyatt Barnes yawned, and walked out of the Holy Martial Arts School with Remi Sinclair and Seeker Sinclair.
Having parted ways with the two, Wyatt appeared to have discovered something. His cloudy eyes momentarily flashed with a keen light, and a cold smile surfaced at the corners of his mouth…
Shrugging his shoulders, Wyatt didn't head straight home, but rather, walked towards a secluded street on the other side and entered a small alley.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Almost the moment Wyatt stepped into the alley, two incredibly swift figures flew in from behind him, blocking him at the front and back.
"When did the Barnes Family start playing lackeys to the collateral branches?"
Wyatt's eyes slightly narrowed. He didn't seem surprised at all by the appearance of the two individuals.
