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With a desperate cry, Bliss rushed forward and threw his arms around Ashley in a tight embrace.

“No, no! Please don’t hit him! Waaaaah!”

He clung to him, bursting into loud sobs, but Ashley didn't budge. Seeing Ashley recklessly swinging a hockey stick at Cassian even while his youngest son was hanging onto his waist, Bliss turned around in a panic, his face turning pale.