"O...O..Old Man Mang?" Quinn said extremely shocked looking at the figure before him. In a white colored suit, with a pair of glasses on, and a round hat, a pretty handsome face, long silver hair falling on his shoulder, and a walking stick in his hands.
His aura was like that of a true gentleman no matter what angle one looked at him from.
"How have you been doing young master..." The man asked, a smile on his lips.
"I'm fine and don't call me young master..." Quinn said slowly walking towards the table as he took his seat opposite the man.
"You know ever since you had, um, 'left' home. The family has been gravely worried about you..." Old Man Mang said looking at Quinn who had a blank expression on his face.
