"No I won't. Now leave this place." The man said, not looking up from what he was doing.
"I can't believe you won't stand up for me. I was almost killed in case that part is yet to sink in..." Derrick hollered angrily, but was cut off before he could end what he had to say.
"I'm sorry, what did you just say to me? Did you end up damaging your brain when you were attacked?
Do I look like someone within your age range? One more word from you and I'll have both your legs and hands amputated." The old man could not believe Derrick spoke to him like he was a little child.
"I'm... I'm sorry. I mispoked. Pardon my brazen tongue." Derrick apologized, realising he might have crossed the line.
"Get your stupid self out of my sight this minute." The old man ordered with a scornful look on his face.
"I'll be around the wrestling hall if you change your mind." Derrick said with his head hanging low, as he made to leave.
