However, those masters, none are not already aging, matured and prudent, thinking through and being concerned about too many things when doing things, wanting to take care of all aspects of things, all forces, and level the playing field.
Where is such madness?!
There are also many unruly young ones, mostly unsettled, like young beasts, baring teeth and claws, yet without any meaning, roaming the hills and wilds, unsheathing knives in the streets, shouting and fighting; is that madness?
Compared to what was seen today, charging through the main entrance and killing is simply like a common thug.
He thought for a moment and added a sentence at the back, the age should not be too old.
Old lacks madness.
Raising his hand, one of the leaders of the Ministry of Punishment's secret agents, Scholar, rubbed his brow and felt somewhat headachy. These clues assembled in his mind, everything seemed so vivid, except the face still remained pitch black.
