It's not a good thing to be scolded by me. The old man didn't get angry, but his bodyguard reacted very much and wanted to start. I didn't move, just kept looking at the old man.

Of course, the old fellow's face was still ugly, but he just blinked away. Soon, he stopped again, stopped his bodyguard and endured.

But I just wanted to make him angry and continued to laugh: "Your two bodyguards died, just now, in the corridor."

"I already know." The old fellow squinted back and said, "Your friend smells of medicine, doesn't it look good?"

"You have a good team." I praised him, paused and added,...