Chapter 228: Let an elder use it as a cane. No problem, right?

Hearing Dean Wokey's proposal, Diego Santee didn't even lift his eyelids. "Get out of my sight." "I don't want to see any of you." Those few simple words sounded like heavenly music to Dean Wokey's ears. The next moment, under dozens-hundreds-of stunned eyes, Dean didn't hesitate. He dropped and rolled right there on the floor. The onlookers gaped. A mall supervisor, a man with status, threw away his dignity in front of Diego Santee and rolled because he was told to roll? Who on earth was this...