The Black Elder

The old man started spouting nonsense again. Although Schneider knew that what he said was true, he had no intentions of interrupting him.

It was because he knew that his efforts would be futile. As long as he gave the old man a chance, he could continue speaking endlessly!

When Schneider first saw him, he had chatted with him for a while. However, after discovering his special characteristics, he had been busy avoiding him.

"Forget it, forget it. I can't explain this to you. What a waste of my saliva! Hmph, no, it's simply a waste of my life!"

The old man continued speaking. 

"What's wrong? You look like you have something to say, but you haven't found a chance to say it. How is it? Do you feel aggrieved? Do you feel uncomfortable?"

"Hahaha, this is how I felt when you kept interrupting me! You're really a bad person! You're a big bad person!"