I actually thought Fristy was a naive and kind-hearted girl.
The Old Man came out from the Prison Cell and saw Anthony standing outside.
He said to Anthony: "As for Fristy's matter, you can handle it however you want. I only have one condition, don't let her die too easily."
Anthony smiled: "Don't worry, I certainly won't let her off easily."
After the ordeal of today's events, the Old Man seemed to age significantly. At his age, experiencing such a blow was really not a good thing for him.
However, today's visit had some good outcomes after all.
At least, the Old Man finally saw Fristy's true colors, and from now on, he would never mention Fristy's name in the home.
Anthony sighed: "Dad, let's go home. The family is still waiting."
"Alright, let's go home."
The Old Man's back seemed more hunched than when he arrived, and his steps on the road were much more unsteady.
This time, the blow was too great for him; it was uncertain how long it would take him to recover.
