Chapter 670 Play Games with Me
No.!
He was definitely not OK!
This Billy, treating him like a punching bag!
If it weren't for the fact that he still had Aaron's face, he would have killed Billy already!
The imposter cursed loudly in his heart but had to put on a magnanimous face.
"I'm fine. Do you think you can actually hurt me with your small frame?"
The man endured the pain all over his body and got up from the ground.
"Exactly, I'm just a little kid. I couldn't have truly hurt you."
Billy blinked his innocent, big eyes. "But Aaron, today you're kind of useless. You actually couldn't fend off my attacks. If it weren't for your face, I'd really doubt if you're the Aaron I know."
Billy deliberately teased the imposter.
The imposter choked, his eyes flickering. "I..."
"Aaron, you don't need to explain. I get it. You were definitely letting me win! You were using this way to boost my confidence, right?"
Billy interrupted the imposter, making up an excuse for him.
The imposter forced out a sentence.
"You're really smart, and you totally get me!"
Billy looked at the imposter's frustrated yet helpless expression and smiled smugly.
"Then let's have another round!"
"Another round?"
The man blurted out.
Billy blinked. "Not up for another, Aaron? I was just warming up!"
The imposter's mouth twitched, feeling even more pain all over.
He originally thought Billy was just a kid, and even if he learned a few moves from Aaron, it wouldn't be a big deal.
But now, the intense pain all over his body made him not dare to underestimate Billy.
Aaron, that bastard, what kind of person did he train?
Billy's set of moves just now was executed smoothly and clearly taught by a professional coach.
The imposter was afraid that if he continued sparring with Billy, his identity would be exposed!
The imposter's eyes darted around, and he clutched his abdomen with a pained expression.
"Billy, you know that I just had a car accident, and my body hasn't recovered yet. I thought I could play with you, but I just realized I'm not fully recovered. I probably can't play with you today. Maybe next time, when I'm fully recovered, we can spar again."
Hearing this, Billy frowned, looking disappointed.
"Alright."
The imposter just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Billy's voice again.
"Dad, how about this, we won't spar anymore, let's compete in archery. It doesn't take much effort, just need good eyesight. You won't get tired."
The imposter's mouth twitched again.
Aaron was simply harmful, teaching Billy archery at such a young age!
If they competed in archery, he would be exposed immediately.
Because the imposter had poor eyesight since childhood.
He had played archery before, but he never hit the bullseye.
The imposter's eyes flickered, and he started making excuses again.
"Billy, I've been really busy with work these past two days and haven't slept well. Look at the dark circles under my eyes; let's not compete. Let's just assume you're a victor."
The imposter thought that kids only cared about the result of the competition.
He admitted defeat to Billy, thinking Billy would be satisfied.
However, Billy was dissatisfied and said, "That's no fun, Dad. Are you looking down on me?"
'This Billy, why is he so difficult!' The imposter gritted his teeth and said patiently, "No, it's just that I feel tired today. Competing would be pointless. I'd definitely lose to you."
"Don't sell yourself short. How do you know you'll lose if you don't try??" Billy persisted.
The imposter was about to lose it. He glanced at Nora, who was watching the show from the side, and his eyes flickered.
"Billy, look, your mommy is here too. I already embarrassed myself just now. If I lose to you in archery, won't that ruin my heroic image in your mommy's eyes? Can you give me a break and not let your mommy laugh at me?"
Hearing this, Billy glanced at Nora, who was watching from the sidelines, and his big eyes blinked.
"Alright, I'll give you a break."
The imposter breathed a sigh of relief. "Good boy, Billy."
Billy looked at him. "Dad, we won't do archery then, but can you at least play a game with me?"
"Sure!" the imposter agreed readily.
As long as it wasn't archery, he could play any game!
"Mommy, could you please get me an apple?" Billy said to Nora.
Nora, who was enjoying the show, had a flash of curiosity in her eyes.
But she didn't ask much, just nodded and turned to get an apple for Billy.
Billy then waved over a standing servant and whispered a few words to him.
The servant nodded and also went into the villa.
Millie, who had been watching the fun for a while, ran up to Billy with her short legs, admiring him.
"Billy, you're amazing. Here's a reward for you!"
Millie peeled off a small red flower sticker from her forehead and stuck it onto Billy's forehead.
It was a reward from her teacher at Mont International Kindergarten for her good behavior.
Millie treasured it greatly.
She told Billy it was a symbol of honor.
Billy found it a bit childish but didn't say anything, letting Millie stick the sticker on his forehead.
"Billy, don't peel off the sticker tonight. Let it stay with you all night," Millie said with bright eyes.
Billy replied, "If it falls off, it's not my fault."
Millie tilted her little head and said, "How about I get some glue to stick the red flower more firmly?"
Billy was speechless.
He didn't want to talk to Millie!
She would make him dumber!
Nora soon brought the apple.
"Billy, here's the apple you wanted."
There was a hint of curiosity in her eyes, but she still didn't ask much and continued to watch the show leisurely.
Since Billy knew this Aaron was a fake, he would definitely cause trouble for him.
She was just waiting to see the show.
"Billy, why do you need the apple?"
The man, after resting for a while, asked the question Nora wanted to ask.
Billy replied, "Of course, to make archery more challenging!"
The man's expression froze.
"Archery! Why are we still talking about archery? Didn't we agree not to do archery?"
"Aaron, we're not competing in archery, but I need to practice archery!" Billy said.
The man relaxed a bit and nodded. "Alright, you practice, I'll just watch."
A sly look flashed in Billy's eyes.
"Regular archery is too boring, and I need to make it more challenging."
The man glanced at the apple in his hand. "You mean..."
Billy raised his innocent face. "Aaron, you hold the apple on your head, and I'll shoot it."
The man's expression froze in disbelief. "You want me to hold an apple on my head and let you shoot it!"
Billy nodded, blinking his big eyes. "Yes, you promised to play games with me. You won't go back on your word, right?"
The imposter's face turned pale, and he wanted to strangle Billy.
"No, Billy, this game is too dangerous. Let's play another game. Or, I can get a servant to play with you."
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