The person before me is looking at me with curiosity in their eyes, yes, that kind of look! The kind only Easterners have when they look at us American soldiers.
Frank swore, including that exchange student, must also be an Eastern student.
"Frank Dulu, right?" Xiu Nuo spoke.
"Yes, sir."
"Xiong En has highly recommended you." Xiu Nuo smiled and said, "Dak, find a seat for Mr. Frank, don't let him stand all this time."
"Yes."
Frank hadn't believed what Xiong En said before, but now he had to, the very Dak who could tear him apart alive, the explosive bear of the Bazzer family, was actually moving a chair for him with such respect.
And he himself was still standing.
"Please have a seat, Mr. Frank," Xiu Nuo said.
Frank glanced at the other people in the room, he wanted to sit, but something felt off.
After thinking for a bit, he finally said, "Sir, I'm actually not tired."
Dak looked at him, "The boss told you to sit."
