"You truly are birds of a feather, flocking together. Sticking with Velen, you've fallen so low!"
Robert, his lips turning purple from anger, stared at Alan with deep disappointment.
Alan remained unfazed, smiling as he said, "Senator Robert, Velen is different from anyone you've ever met—he is one of a kind. I used to think the same way as you, but now, I've come to terms with it."
As he spoke, Alan walked into Velen's courtyard and began constructing a restroom.
Seeing Alan speak so highly of Velen, Robert grew even more furious.
Especially when he realized that Velen had given Alan an Lv9 furnace, while he himself hadn't received so much as a shadow of one.
Was this blatant discrimination against the elderly?
He was merely a young man of nearly a thousand months, after all!
Filled with resentment, Robert no longer wished to stay in this place that only brought him heartache. With a casual wave of his hand, he turned and left with a sense of despondency.
