One could tell at a glance that the middle-aged man was the old man's protector with the way he carried himself.
The old man appeared to be near the end of his life with one foot in the grave. He had long thin white hair and a beard to match. His eyes were nearly fully closed, so it was challenging to make out the color of his eyes. He had a slight hunch to his back as he relied on the exquisitely carved wooden cane hold himself upright.
The old man donned a set of simple black and white robes. Unlike what one would expect from a representative of an organization like the Golden Dragon Association, the old man had rather modest appearance, to say the least.
