Fight

"You bunch of nincompoops! Wait till our boss comes!" the young man shouted as he wrestled with the robbers. Unbeknownst to him, there was a pair of eyes on him.

"G-Gaso… How could it be Gaso? Didn't I tell that fella not to come back? Why is he back…" Old Salatt stuttered at the sight of the young man walking into the Cathedral Square. His face turned ashen.

"What happened, Uncle Salatt?" Lin Li looked at Old Salatt by his side, and then at the young man at the Cathedral Square. He suddenly understood everything.

"Is he your son?"

"Yes, this is him… What should I do? I always told this scoundrel not to come back to the Black Clouds Town before the 15th of every month… Now that he's back…" The old man was so worried after seeing that his son fell into the hands of the robbers.