"Senior, he's clearly being sarcastic..." Ark blurted out anxiously, unable to stop himself.
The old man shot Ark a glance, snorted coldly, and said flatly, "I'm not senile yet. I don't need a little brat like you telling me how to do my job!"
Those words were rather harsh. Fang Jing's face went pale. He raised his hand and slapped his son hard across the face, roaring, "Didn't you hear me tell you to shut up?"
Even Fang Jing's younger brother, the man in black, couldn't help but frown slightly. He glanced at Ark and cursed inwardly, 'Utterly useless.'
The old man turned back around, his expression still a half-smile, and looked at Xu Luo. "Alright, little brat, it's quiet now. Why don't you tell me how I'm so self-important, and how I'm being used?"
There wasn't a hint of anger in the old man's words, nor any threat, but Xu Luo knew very well this was just a ploy. The old man was merely trying to show he wasn't *that* kind of person!
