Steven's smile had just begun to form when he heard the man's words. His face immediately turned ashen, tinged with apprehension.
Squinting, he stole a glance at William and, noticing that William didn't seem angry, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Victor, what are you saying?" Steven said sternly, "William is fully capable of handling the armor. We're colleagues; it's not right to speak like that. Apologize to William now."
Victor glanced at Steven and said, "Steven, you're retired now. Technically, you shouldn't be meddling in the affairs of the 13th Bureau."
Steven's brow furrowed. He was retired, but this youngster seemed to have quite a problem with him!
Victor lifted his eyelids and said, "Steven, I transferred from the Emerald Lion Guild to the 13th Bureau forty years ago. I've handled hundreds of cases, big and small."
