Why Are You Here?

"Ben, why didn't you stop him? How can you let him do whatever he wants?" James frowned and said to Benjamin with an anxious look on his face. Benjamin sat on the sofa and looked calm, "You stopped him just now, didn't you? What was the result?" James was rendered speechless, and then he said, "Ahem! But if you also stopped him, the result might be different." "Ben, you heard what the doctor said. He has internal injuries as well. I don't know why he insisted on fighting with Lucho, that b*stard." As soon as James said this, he explained in a hurry, "Of course, I don't mean that he can't beat Lucho. I think that he can do anything to Lucho, but he shouldn't have beaten Lucho on his own." Benjamin raised his head blandly. "Sometimes, you can only vent your anger by doing it in person." "Alas!" James thought for a moment and agreed with him, "But is it really okay for him to go out? He's injured." "Didn't the doctor say that he would be all right as long as he didn't move violently? Besi