Goldrich was using his magic staff like a walking stick to help himself rise.
"Eugh, uhuk uhuk... This job is too much for an old man like me. Why are you young folks so busy causing trouble? You should be focusing on building something, or working hard so you don't end up as poor fools like you are now. Khi khi khi."
"Old geezer, stop running your mouth. We're going to take you down quickly this time!" they shouted back.
"Look at this old fossil—shouldn't he be busy preparing his will instead of wasting time playing games?"
"Yeah, he's probably just doing this because, in real life, he's a pathetic and lonely old man."
Goldrich clapped his hands, smiling at their taunts.
"Good… good... You're quite skilled at running your mouth. I can appreciate that talent of yours," Goldrich said. "But now, you'll have to prove whether you have the skills to back up that arrogance."
