Dense
"This guy?" Pan Qing asked.
"Yup." I nodded my head.
"But, he's so old." He spoke.
"Well, there are no qualms of being old or young to be an asshole, right?" I asked.
"That's true. Although I'll be surprised as heck if I saw a baby evil mastermind." Pan shrugged.
"Ah, that sounds like an interesting plot for a novel." I chuckled when I thought about it. I mean, someone might've already written something like that, right?
"He is the mastermind behind all of it?" Fu Meng was the one who asked this time around.
However, it wasn't curiosity or anything like that behind his question. Like, I sensed that when Pan asked me the same question, but it was quite different in his case. His voice was shaking.
"Yea, why did you ask?" I asked back.
"Nothing. For no reason." He sighed before grabbing the sick bastard by his collar and beat him down multiple times.