"Should have left in these two days. Little Clark, don't feel sorry, this kind of a father is unworthy of it. Come with grandpa, we'll go to my home."
Clark silently shook his head, with the greatest care folding the letter in his hands, placing it in his bosom.
"Thank you, Grandpa Jack, but my home is in this mess, I must decline and remain. I still have to put it in order at once."
Old Jack was stunned a moment, he had not thought the very small Clark SanJose unexpectedly would send him off, with a sigh, he said,
"Very well. Only, if you need anything, do not hesitate to come find me."
With no choice but to shake his head, he turned towards the outside and left.
As Old Jack left, within the smithy remained only the two people Clark and Elizabeth. Clark did not open his mouth, then began tidying up the messy room, clearing away the room's different things.
Unusually, the lively and energetic Elizabeth Valentine right now kept silent, walking to Clark SanJose's side, calmly helping him put various things away, and bringing scoops of fresh water from the water jar outside, helping him wipe the dirt within the room.
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Monumento Arcadian Elementary School, Gojo Satoru's Private Office.
Gojo Satoru was in his room reading. Little Clark had returned home, his heart was empty. Knowing him for a year's time, even though he never said so aloud, his attachment to this child constantly deepened.
Until this morning when Clark left, he still hesitated whether to go to his home to have a look. Finally Satoru still vetoed this notion of his. There were very many reasons, even to the extent that including himself was unable to explain clearly.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
At this time, a knocking sound suddenly rose.
Gojo Satoru's brows were knitted, normally besides Clark and the Dean, there were basically no people that would come here.
"Please come in." he said looking at the door
Gojo Satoru put down the book in his hand, speaking coolly.
Opening the door, a large figure entered from outside. He wore a simple gray robe, messy black hair hanging loosely down to the shoulder, hoary face carved full of the vicissitudes of life, a pair of muddy eyes as if already like a candle guttering in the wind, his appearance didn't at all correspond to his fifty or so years of age.
"Hello, Gojo Satoru." the man said.
The visitor's voice was deep and hoarse.
Not knowing why, when this person entered the door, Gojo Satoru's entire body subconsciously tensed, even unconsciously spreading Primordial Energy all over his body.
"You are?" he cautiously said to the person in front of him.
Slowly standing up, Gojo Satoru's eyes revealed some uncertainty.
The gray clad person coolly said:
"Speaking of, we should not have met for 6 years, right? With this current appearance of mine, it's no wonder you do not recognize me. I'm Jordan SanJose."
"Jordan SanJose!?" Gojo Satoru shockingly said to him.
"You-, you are Golden… "
Jordan San Jose waved his hand, stopping Gojo Satoru from speaking, coldly saying:
"Past titles need not be brought up again. In those days, for many reasons, other people would perhaps consider you as only a madman, but I know you are a persistent person."
Gojo Satoru gradually calmed down, and he smiled at him and said,
"It seems as if my conjecture was not mistaken, as expected you are Clark SanJose's father. He has already returned home, why would you be here?"
Jordan SanJose lowered his head, coolly saying:
"Precisely because he returned home, I would be here. I know you accepted him as an apprentice. As a father, I should have come to see you long ago. I must leave, my only worry is just him, therefore, I hope to entrust little Clark to you."
"You must leave? Where do you go? He is your son."
Gojo Satoru with a serious face looked at Jordan SanJose, the expression in his covered eyes somewhat fierce.
Jordan SanJose still had a cold appearance,
"He is still your disciple. I have to leave, there are very many matters that are necessary to attend to. Following me, he cannot obtain happiness. I have no other requests, his life, he must choose by himself. Ten years, I have already left this world for ten years, by now he has already grown up, so I have some business that I have to deal with."
Chapter Ends.