Chapter 275

In the early morning, James and Oliver ran around the track in sportswear near their home. "I won't be home for a few days, so keep an eye out for me on things at university. If you go to the Shadow Arena again, I'll break your legs when I return," Oliver instructed. James remained silent. "Make sure to report to me what she's up to every day," Oliver continued. "No. You're asking me to spy on her." Oliver smacked the back of James' head as soon as he said that. "I'm asking you to protect her." James clutched the back of his head and grimaced in pain. "She doesn't need my protection. It's good enough that I don't need her to protect me." "You're useless. When I get back, I'll get you a kickboxing instructor," Oliver replied. James answered dejectedly, "Even if I learned, I still wouldn't be able to beat her." Oliver stopped running and rested both his hands on his waist. He turned to face his useless nephew and questioned, "Can't you be a little more ambitious?" James shook