Tarot Johnston knows cars, and naturally, he knows those who drive them.
Under extreme conditions, the reaction speed and results of humans are fixed.
In the current vehicle condition, Tarot Johnston couldn't see too much, so he applied to Renard Quinn to disassemble the car for a more detailed inspection.
"Young Master, shall we get started? Otherwise, we can only stare at this hunk of metal, and nothing will come of it."
Renard Quinn naturally had no objections, promising, "Go ahead, I'll leave everything up to you."
With permission, Tarot Johnston called out his apprentices and told Renard, "Young Master, it's cooler inside, don't sunbathe with us."
Tarot Johnston's dark skin was evidence of his constant sun exposure.
Cole Quinn looked into a nearby room, where an electric fan was blowing towards a vacant reclining chair.
The reclining chair was a new one that Tarot Johnston had prepared specially, knowing that a distinguished guest was coming today.