"Sixth Master, you have bad breath." Sienna Johnson found an excuse, and Adrian Desmond was dumbfounded.
Being looked down upon by a woman for having bad breath deeply wounded Adrian Desmond's pride. His face turned crimson with embarrassment. "How is that possible? No one except you has ever said that I have bad breath!"
"Sixth Master, who else would be as honest as me..."
Adrian Desmond: ...
"Walter Klein!" As soon as Sienna stepped away, Adrian Desmond called Walter over.
"Sixth Master, what do you need?"
Adrian Desmond waved his hand at him. "Come here."
Walter thought that Adrian Desmond had something important to say to him, so he walked over with big strides. Adrian Desmond, however, was still not satisfied with the distance. "Closer."
Walter moved closer.
"Even closer!"
