Zezili looked up and chuckled softly. "Are you Erkan?"
Sean's expression changed, and he suddenly shouted in rage, "Yes! I am Erkan!"
Zezili remained silent, but his aged eyes sparkled with shrewdness and sharpness.
He scrutinized him and then burst into laughter, seemingly seeing through all his cowardly thoughts.
Unable to bear it any longer, Sean lunged forward and grabbed his hand. "Sign! I want you to sign! Haven't you heard? Do you want to die?"
Zezili was nearly pulled down by him.
Carrier, standing nearby, exclaimed in alarm, "Mister Seth! Old Mr. Lewis is not in good health! Take it easy!"
"I am not Seth!" Sean yelled in frustration. With a wave of his hand, someone forcibly dragged Carrier out of the living room.
Now, in the living room, apart from his people, only Zezili was left.
"Sign it!" Sean angrily demanded.
Zezili calmly watched him and softly replied, "What's the rush?"