Oliver Brooks's face changed, and Caprio Parker's smile grew even bigger:
"Mr. Brooks, Mr. Brooks! Please don't be angry — you know, I was originally a fisherman from the gutter, and then I made some money, but people still looked down on me. If I don't put on airs, many people would still treat me like a worthless fisherman... haha..."
Sean Knight found Caprio's explanation somewhat amusing.
This really was a tragic character.
"Don't talk about your past." Oliver Brooks's brow slightly relaxed before he continued, "We don't look down on you, so you don't need to repeat your story. We came here today to talk business, not to listen to your grievances. If you want to tell stories, we can do that another day."
With that said, Caprio shut his mouth and looked at Sean Knight:
"Mr. Knight, my Mandarin is not bad, right? I learned it while at sea, trading with fishermen from China's South Sea."
"Not bad." Sean Knight nodded, it was indeed not bad.
