“That’s great…” Stanley Batton affectionately ruffled Xyla Quest’s hair again.

Every move he made was cautious. It was as if he was gently touching a priceless antique.

“When you went to stop the helicopter today… Did you end up finding nothing?” Xyla asked.

Today, when Stanley came back and saw her, he didn’t bring this topic up. Xyla guessed that he didn’t find anything.

Ron Batton also quickly shifted his gaze to Stanley. Ron seemed curious.

“Not exactly… We managed to stop the helicopte