"What! Valera, I really did that yesterday?! Waaah! Master always warned me that drinking leads to trouble, but I never listened. Honestly—no, Valera, you have to take me to apologize to him!"
Once he sobered up, Chen deeply regretted what he had done the day before. He grabbed Valera and insisted she take him to apologize to Rexxar. But Rexxar wasn't someone Valera could simply ask to see. Although she had once fought alongside Leiluo, Valera had been thinking of Varian at the time and didn't want to run into him on the battlefield in the future. So she had asked Leiluo for some money, given it to her younger brother, and gone home. Now she was just an ordinary citizen. How could she possibly meet someone as high-ranking as Rexxar?
But Chen was stubborn. No matter how much Valera tried to talk him out of it, he wouldn't listen. Born on the Wandering Isle, Chen had traveled far and wide, and he believed everyone was equal. Apologizing to Rexxar was his way of taking responsibility for his actions and giving the other man an explanation. Whether Rexxar forgave him was up to Rexxar; all Chen had to do was express his regret to him in person.
In the end, Valera had no choice but to take Chen back onto the streets of Peltrov.
Peltrov was even busier during the day. The streets teemed with traffic, yet never felt crowded, giving Chen another chance to appreciate the city's unique charm.
Seeing how excited Chen was, Valera thought the whole thing might just blow over. But who could have guessed that the very thing you least wanted to see would turn up right in front of you? In broad daylight, General Rexxar was riding his huge brown bear down the street,