I sighed in relief as I watched the old man leave. Anxious to use my points, I turned to junior brother. "Thanksjuniorbrotherforeverything. Bye!" I pushed him away from my field. Suddenly, junior brother turned to me with tears in his eyes.
"Stupid senior brother! Your dancing was horrible!" He then turned around to leave.
Tssk. This kid thought my godly martial arts was dancing. Sigh. Kids these days. They're getting less and less cultured. Shaking my head, I returned to the more important problem: my system.
I rubbed my hands in anticipation before I clicked the down arrow.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOO.