"Whoosh!"
A gust of wind swept through the air. The glasses-wearing woman's body was extraordinarily agile, and coupled with the old man's not-so-fast speed, she easily sidestepped his attack with a slight tilt of her body.
The glasses-wearing woman sized up the old man from head to toe, her expression unchanged.
She continued to speak in a cold, emotionless tone, "Sir, you're not my opponent, but if you continue to attack me, I will retaliate."
"You dare to retaliate? If you have the guts, go ahead and hit back! Unless you kill me, I'll make sure you lose everything!" the old man panted as he pointed angrily at the glasses-wearing woman, evidently exhausted from the earlier exertion.