"But girls these days seem to like middle-aged uncles," Chasi Baire said.
"I'm saying, at your age, can you stop pretending to be middle-aged?" Uchiha Madara said to the old man. "Take a look at your beard—it's practically dragging on the ground."
"I really am middle-aged. I just happen to like growing a beard," Chasi Baire said.
"Enough. I'm not wasting words on you here," Uchiha Madara said, looking at the old man. "Being able to meet the two of us is a blessing you cultivated over a lifetime."
"Not quite," Chasi Baire said.
The old man turned to Ci Enyiwu and said, "Meeting a woman as beautiful as you is the true blessing I cultivated over my lifetime."
"I think meeting you here was destined. Even if it used up all the luck of my life, I'd be willing," Chasi Baire said.
Ci Enyiwu smiled at the old man. "Chasi Baire, meeting the two of us here really was fated for you."
"Your luck is pretty much used up already," Uchiha Madara said with a smile. "And you still have the nerve to say you'd spend all the luck of your life? How many years do you think you have left?"
"The luck of your whole life amounts to one or two years at most," Uchiha Madara said.
"What did you say? I can't hear you. Please speak louder," Chasi Baire said loudly as he looked at Uchiha Madara.
"..." Uchiha Madara said speechlessly to Ci Enyiwu, "What's with this old man?"
"He doesn't want to pay attention to you," Ci Enyiwu said with a smile. "The old man's mind is perfectly sound. He's only acting like this because he doesn't want to talk to you."
"I know," Uchiha Madara said helplessly.
"Then let's go," Uchiha Madara said to