Master Sutton said, his eyes suddenly brightening, "Wait, are you lecturing an old man like me for a mere assistant?"
"I'm not lecturing you, I just think that you're making things harder for her, aren't you?"
"Come on, do you actually care quite a bit about that assistant of yours?"
Master Sutton wasn't angry at all; instead, he seemed a bit pleased.
"Then why are you backing her up? She's just my assistant."
Stellan Sutton looked straight at Elder Sherman and asked in a deep voice.
"You're quite quick to react."
Master Sutton raised his eyebrows, "Of course I have my reasons. I like Sherman's personality. What's wrong with that? She's your assistant. Can I stand by and watch her get bullied? Seriously."
Upon hearing this, Stellan's expression remained unchanged, "Just be honest with me. I'm not an outsider."
"I, I'm not saying anything! You're just as dense as a log. Dumb! Slow!"
"I know what you're talking about."
