Old Gayle let out a cold chuckle.
"It's just normal gum bleeding. It's nothing to worry about."
"Don't joke around! What kind of normal person eats nails?!" Francis shouted, horrified.
"At this rate, you're going to torture Fort to death, you crazy old man!"
Hearing this, Old Gayle immediately locked his sharp gaze onto Francis.
"Heh. Thanks for reminding me," he said with a sinister smile.
"Since he's busy eating nails, you shouldn't be standing around idle either!"
"What... What are you planning?!"
Seeing Old Gayle approaching him step by step, Francis let out a high-pitched scream and immediately ducked behind Alan.
Old Gayle sighed helplessly.
"Alan," he said, voice calm but firm, "grab him and beat him. Beat him senseless. Beat him to death if you have to—I'll take full responsibility."
"Okay!"
Alan responded without hesitation.
He grabbed Francis by the collar with one hand and raised his fist high, ready to deliver a heavy blow to Francis's face.
