"HoHoHo... So, he's your man, huh?" Mrs. Glen inquired with a smile.
"Yes, ma'am," Fiona replied with a smile.
"Why is he wearing those glasses? Does he have vision problems?" Mrs. Glen questioned.
"No, they protect his eyes from sunlight," Fiona answered.
"What's your name, young man?" Mrs. Glen asked.
"Jule," Anon replied, taking another puff from his cigar.
"Well, Jule, you should meet my grandson. He's also participating in this tournament and has won it for the last three years. Oh my God, what am I talking about? You should already know him, right?" Mrs. Glen said mockingly.
Snap
Snapping his fingers, Anon dusted off the burnt end of the cigar and removed his glasses.
"I actually don't know your grandson. You see, I have a rather small memory, so I only remember important things," Anon replied with a smile.
"Hehehe..." Fiona chuckled quietly.