I:"……"

Too bad, I was led away by this old woman.

"Ah, I almost got fooled by you and got off topic." I pretended to scream, and by the way, I explained what happened just now.

"Tell me what's going on. Grandma Akara also said during the meeting that you've been completely off the hook recently, right?"

"Who said that? Akara must have wronged me." The old drunkard put on a righteous look.

"I am teaching my subordinates well so that they can learn to solve everything on their own."

"Isn't this just plain laziness, bastard!"

"What's wrong? It's time for them to learn how to be independent. They can't always rely on me, right?" The old drunkard put his fingers that dug his ears in front of his eyes and blew on them.

"Dependence and responsibility, these are completely different things. If they can handle everything, why do they need you?" I angrily raised my heart from the coffee table and roared angrily.

"Isn't this great? The so-called leader is to give full play to the abilities of his subordinates, and then sit back and enjoy the fruits of their labor, getting something for nothing. This world is so dark."

"Although it is true to say so, I think it is better for you to hide such irresponsible words in your heart at least until you become the top leader."

"I'm very honest, I'll say whatever I have to say."

"Can't you tell at all that your honesty has been stuffed into your ears?" I pointed at the old drunkard's action of picking his ears and teased.

"Don't worry, there are many more."

"A lot of it is just earwax. Honesty must have been hollowed out a long time ago!!"

I breathed out a few breaths out of breath, and then tried to calm myself down.

"Okay, I won't talk about work matters. Anyway, Grandma Akara will deal with you sooner or later. Now, tell me what happened between you and Sister Sharna."

"Didn't I already say it last time?"

"It's not enough at all. Please tell me more details, including your current appearance as a bereaved dog!" I pointed at her haggard look, which had completely lost her past demeanor as Rogge's number one villain and rogue, and asked loudly.

"As I said last time, it was because the ancestral spear was stolen."

"Nonsense, I was talking about the cloak last time!"

"Uh... So, actually, the ancestral cloak and spear were stolen."

"The ancestral spear is nothing. Didn't you make the spear by yourself?"

"You don't understand, I have already injected the will left by my ancestors into it."

"You just injected the shame you brought to your ancestors into it, right? I'm right!"

"Ah ah ah, I'm so annoyed. You brat, don't worry about Lord Benkasha's affairs. Don't be too self-sufficient. This is not something you can help with at all."

Impatiently, the old drunkard finally revealed a little bit of information, but that was all.
Chapter completed!