The old man, who had been fishing, froze on the spot when he heard Jiang Man's words.
He stared silently at the first young man to arrive.
The young man's statement gave him much to ponder.
A thousand thoughts rushed through his mind.
In the end, he still couldn't figure out what the young man was trying to do.
"Did you... just say something presumptuous?" the old man finally asked after a moment's pause.
Jiang Man thought for a moment. "It was a bit presumptuous."
"Since you also find it presumptuous, I'll just pretend I didn't hear it," the old man said.
Jiang Man was taken aback. "Senior, can't I just touch you?"
The old man's gaze froze slightly. "Do you have any idea what you're saying?"
Jiang Man looked at him, thought for a moment, and corrected himself, "Senior, you've misunderstood. I've studied medicine. Your complexion doesn't look good, so I wanted to take your pulse."
Hearing this, the old man looked at Jiang Man with suspicion. "Is that what you meant?"
