Everyone around was waiting to see the spectacle, to see how Fly would clash with Langston Caldwell. As soon as South Grant finished speaking, Fly's legs went weak, and suddenly he dashed in front of Langston with a soft and cute voice that seemed unlike his previous self.
"Grandpa, when did you come out of retirement?"
Langston Caldwell looked at Fly with disdain, "When did I get a grandson like you? How come I didn't know? And what do you mean by coming out of retirement, am I a monkey?"
Fly didn't know Langston was South Grant's mentor; he regretted saying those offensive words earlier and started trying to say nice things.
"No, no, that's not what I meant. I said you came out of retirement because you're a master, and masters usually live in seclusion. I get that. It's fine if you don't know me; Dad South is my mentor, and you're his mentor. As they say, once a mentor, always a father. By that logic, you are my grandpa."
