"What's the matter, Dax?" A voice came from the room next to his, and Dax turned his annoyed face towards the direction it came from.
A young man wearing a white shirt that was tucked in and gray pants appeared. He was wearing an expensive watch on his left hand, and was holding his sunglasses in his other hand. The young man had a muscular body as well as a handsome face. "Do you have a problem?" He asked with a snarky expression on his face, which made Dax click his tongue in response. "Nothing that concerns you, Nelson."
"Are you sure about that?" Nelson replied as he put on his sunglasses and began walking towards Dax, who raised his eyebrows. "Because I can offer you help. Of course, only if you want it."
