"Oh, no, I—I just wanted to ask, what are you here for, looking for Jiang Chen?" The middle-aged man's thoughts spun rapidly, his speech slightly panicked as he spoke.
The elder didn't notice the middle-aged man's odd behavior and his face turned dark upon hearing the question, "What for! To protect him! And to protect his whole family! Damn it! Having this old man to protect someone, really, a bunch of damned old fools!"
"Protect? But aren't you skilled in attack and war? Why would they have you protect someone? And what's so special about Jiang Chen that he requires your protection?"
The middle-aged man's eyes lit up, a look of confusion plastered on his face as he stared intently at the elder.
"That gang of old fools says I only know how to use my fists, not my brain! Do I not have a brain?"
