Bad mood

"You-- How dare?" The man in front asked in a meek voice. The men who were working under him were too shocked and embarrassed to be on his side. He is the leader? 

"Are you done with your game, you imp?" The old man snorted and asked. Even the look of this boy made him aggregated. This face resembled that man who had conspired to murder his brother. It seemed that what people would say was true that older generations return back to the family with a new name but with the same resemblance. 

How much he wished that this boy should have died earlier as well. 

"G-game? W-what game?" The young man stuttered with every word that escaped his mouth. Coincidentally his second uncle was out of the town. Nobody was on guard with him today. How was he supposed to handle these two merciless men?