"You're all acting like mutes! If any of you had been able to see through that old man's flaws and point them out to me, I could have won that fight easily!" He spoke in a heavily accented Great Xia dialect, mixed with some Thai.
Ban Han watched the Japanese youth curse and mutter, venting his frustration.
But when the Japanese youth saw Ban Han, a clear loser, not only failing to reflect on his loss but also ranting wildly and defiantly, he felt he was losing face. With a sneer, the youth gave a sharp "TCH!" and was about to argue with Ban Han.
But before he could start, an aged arm reached out, rested on his shoulder, and stopped him.
Noticing this, the Japanese youth turned his head and saw a sleazy-looking old man, merely 1.6 meters tall, standing beside him.
