"Shut up! Just stay quiet and be a good old man!" One of the vigilantes replied angrily.
But Elder Gatan was undeterred. He still tried to ask them. "Ufufu. That's scary," although he said the word scary, his face showed no sign of getting scared. He continued saying, "I see. You don't seem to want to state your purpose either. Can you then tell me who your leader is?"
The vigilante he was talking to got even angrier. "The hell oldman! Stop talking!" In his mind, 'Damn! Old people really like to gossip that much.'
"Hmm…" Elder Gatan touched his chin. Then, once again, he opened his mouth, not a bit concerned about the other party's anger. "Didn't someone just order you? What a pity for you."
