He wouldn't know what to say about the two, even if Di Tou spoke. At most, he would want them to pause for a moment for self-reflection, but when one was in such a fervor and so occupied and busy, stopping for a moment could be awfully hard, and more often than not, it would just feel annoying more than anything else.
After all, they were pursuing their desires… in a way. It was just that this way was extreme and Di Tou worried that ten, twenty years from now when they were no longer as young they would look back and feel as though they had wasted their youth.
But how could he help! There was no longer a Wang Ming Liang or a Wang Ming Chen who could speak some sense into the two youths, and although he was nominally an elder to the two, he hadn't said a word in over twenty years and more often than not continued quietly playing the role of the fool and just followed them around enjoying their presence.
