"Why you..." Arnold was instantly infuriated by the man’s words. He raised his fist, ready to charge at him. But at the critical moment, Adrian stopped him.

"Mr. Adrian, what are you…"

"Don't let him get to you, Arnold." Adrian gestured for Arnold to step aside, then approached the man in the military uniform with a stern expression.

The man felt a tingle down his back. "What do you want, kid?" he growled. He could sense the hostile aura emanating from Adrian, making him wary.

Adrian smiled.