The old man was forced by the foreigner's threat, mainly fearing further harm to his granddaughter. To settle the matter, he was about to kneel to the foreigner.
Just as he was about to kneel, a hand reached out from the side and lifted him up.
When everyone looked, they saw that helping the old man up was a man dressed in traditional Chinese attire, which was unusual since the wearer was typically elderly. He appeared to be a man in his thirties, giving off a feeling as if he had traveled from ancient times.
Sun Jianjun.
"It's you..." The old man recognized Sun Jianjun and blurted out.
Sun Jianjun said, "It's me, old man. Don't kneel to him. Let me handle this."
The old man quickly replied, "Sir, I appreciate your good intentions, but look at the size of this foreigner. It's best not to provoke him. It's okay for me to endure some grievance, considering my age, I don't mind these things. I just want to protect my granddaughter."
