The old man waved his arms around, speaking in a carefree way. He acted as if they weren't standing in the heart of an earth-shattering legendary battle, but in a peaceful garden, drinking tea and eating desserts or something.
'All the strong folks are crazy!' This was what many if not all the team members here thought about at the same time, and without any tacit understanding or prior agreement.
"It's fine for you to tell me stories. I want to hear more about this leader of yours… Tell me everything you know about him. Don't leave a single detail no matter how small it is. I love to hear stories, with all the boring and useless content."
"..."
Meeting such a scary and formidable spirit master under such special circumstances left a deep and immense pressure over all of the team members. Yet his peculiar side was something none here ever expected.
