Anthony clenched his fists, trying to digest the information he just received.
The man kicked him at that moment, jolting him out of his thoughts.
"If you're done dawdling, get up and cut some wood to repair the damaged woodshed. There should be some tools somewhere in the other shed, inside the horse ranch. Once you're done, clean up the place, unless you don't mind sleeping in there like that. Also, my clothes have been dirty for months, I no longer have a spare, you should come up to my hut and take the dirty clothes, wash them clean."
The old man's words immediately infuriated Anthony. He was still licking his wounds, trying to analyse their battle to realize what he did wrong and how to improve, and the shameless old man was already making a list of what he expected him to do. How bold!
The old man who had no idea about Anthony's thoughts immediately continued instructions. Or perhaps, he knew but couldn't care less.
