All-in-One System: All I Need is Erotic Coins

All the other bandits witnessing the scene did not move an inch before when they saw Damian. Why? They were not stupid to challenge someone like him after the damage caused right outside of the warehouse. All of them were standing.

But the thug who shot Damian? It was a newly recruited one who still could not hold back its feelings, making it move its sweaty finger on the trigger, shooting against someone who he was not supposed to.

It was a good thing that lady luck was with the youth that day, as Damian moved his hand, making the bullet fell to the ground and not in the chest of that kid.

Was because Damian was kind? No, more like he was not feeling like dealing with a dead body at that moment, especially with a douchebag like Joffrey standing right before him.

Damian moved his head, locking his gaze at the Joffrey's blue eyes and stupid face. "How did you find me?"

He knew the answer to that question, but still acted innocent.

"Me? I have contacts, differently from you it seems. Now, are you ready to finally die by my hands?" Joffrey said, adjusting his hands as if he was ready to shoot an ice spike toward Damian.

"Funny thing, right? We clashed multiple times, yet you lost all the times. Don't you ever learn you are just a piece of crap backed by a noble family?"

"YOU!"

Joffrey's face was red, and he was burning with anger, moving his hand toward Damian, but before he could do anything, the door of the warehouse opened. The gaze of all the thugs, Damian, and Joffrey went toward the warehouse door to see who had the courage to enter there.

"Who is that old man?" Damian said.

The person who opened the door was an old man with a medium stature, thick white brows and hair, a long beard, and a wrinkled face showcasing the passage of time had not been kind to him.

Damian did not know who that person was, but Joffrey knew it very well. It was his grandfather!

"Grandpa Neil!‌ What are you doing here?" Joffrey said.

"I think you are the one who has to answer that question, right? Even after I strictly said to you not to go after this person, you did all the same."

Neil slowly walked toward Joffrey, and Damian went to the side, opening the path to him. That was a family fight, and one he was not feeling like interrupting, especially after knowing who that older man was.

"He is surely powerful, so I must be careful."

"You don't understand. He, he-"

"He what? Hum? He spoke with the girl that did not want to marry you anymore?" Neil looked at Damian and said, "do you know before the classes in Garmony started, this little guy and Aurora were not marrying anymore, yet he got jealous and acted like a stupid person. I am sorry for that."

That was unexpected. Not the fact Aurora and Joffrey would not marry anymore — Damian knew that — but the fact that Neil, his grandpa, seemed like a decent person.

"Maybe Joffrey is the only stupid one in his family? Or is Neil faking it?" Damian thought.

Joffrey did not know how to answer. He first yelled to the thugs, "everyone out, NOW!"

Everyone left the warehouse, leaving only Damian, Joffrey and Neil, who all went to the tiny room in the back to chat.

Damian was not liking the idea of staying too close to that old man, but there wasn't much he could do, so he followed along with it, hoping his life would not get in danger.

Once the three were inside the room, sitting on a comfy white couch, Neil said, "Joffrey, aren't you going to apologize for being so stupid and trying to kill your friend multiple times?"

"F-Friend?"

"Of course. You two studied together, so why are you so upset about him? Why are you angry with him about your failed marriage? He has nothing to do with it."

Joffrey felt like a frog was inside his throat as he said, "I am sorry, Damian. I will not try to kill you anymore."

The events were going in a direction Damian had never even thought of. A freaking old man would come here to roast his grandson, and now Joffrey was apologizing?

"Is this a joke?" Damian said.

Neil laughed after hearing that. "joke? Joffrey, people are now thinking you are an idiot. Should I tell him about the times you complimented him on me? Saying how he was talented and looked like a good guy. Hell, you even told me you weren't even trying to kill him."

"What? No, grandpa stop saying this. Damian, this is all lies that he is talking about, alright?"

"What the fuck is happening here? So Joffrey wanted to befriend me all this time? But why did he act like such an idiot and crazy person? Does he have a double personality? Or maybe he's a psycho?"

Damian was not understanding a single thing, yet he went with the flow, but of course, he would not let Joffrey go unharmed. He got up from the couch and moved toward him.

"Damian? W-What are you doing?" Joffrey said, feeling the harsh punch on his face, right on his nose, making it bleed.

"Why the hell did you do that?" Joffrey said, placing his hand on his nose, and then seeing the blood afterward.

Neil watched everything and felt it was the right move. "you should be thankful he only punched you once. If it was me, then I would beat you until you turned into a blob fish."

"So, are we good now? I think it will take me some time to forget about what your grandson did," Damian said, sitting beside Neil again.

"If it makes you feel better, I will teach him a lesson once we are back home. Speaking of this, do you want to visit my castle? I can promise you my family is not douchebags. Well, perhaps my son and my grandson are a little, but that's not my fault, I promise you."

Damian could tell Neil was not asking, and he had to go there or else it would be problems, so he accepted the offer, bringing a bright smile to that old man.