An Kai looked at Hanks's attributes on the Detector.
For some reason, a historical anecdote from his previous life came to mind.
"Cheng Yaojin's three axe strikes."
In Hanks's case, it should probably be "Hanks's one minute"...
No wonder Hanks had mysteriously asked him earlier whether lasting a minute counted as a long time.
To comfort Hanks, An Kai had played along and said it did...
It had been one of the rare conversations in which he hadn't rubbed salt into Hanks's wounds.
With Endurance and Stamina totaling 52, even one minute seemed to be an exceptional performance for Hanks...
An Kai glanced at the Detector's results and patted Hanks on the shoulder. "Sigh... you're getting old. Don't worry about these things."
Baffled by An Kai's words, Hanks took the Detector and looked at the results.
Unconvinced, he first scanned An Kai...
All he got was a string of "unknown" responses...
Hanks's expression changed. He looked at An Daun, a little angry...
Still unwilling to give up, he scanned An Daun...
[Intelligence: 58] [Endurance: 39] [Stamina: 42] [Strength: 91] [Tier One, Tenth Level, Blacksmith.]
Hanks immediately looked at [Endurance] and [Stamina]...
The moment he saw the values, fury seized him!
Smack!
He slapped An Daun, whom he had just been treating like a close brother, across the head. "You bastard! You dare target me?!"
An Daun froze, clutching his head as he protested miserably, "Hanks, I didn't..."
"Fuck! Who gave a little shit like you permission to call me Hanks?!"
Hanks suddenly lashed out with a kick, knocking An Daun straight to the ground...
An Daun, the Detector merchant, felt terribly wronged. Here it came again-another completely unreasonable beating...
Just a moment ago, Hanks had still been calling him "Brother An Daun"...
"If you're not targeting me, why