"Come, have some tea and calm down."
Back in a tavern within the Iron Baron Territory, Li Si smiled as he handed Tony Stark a cup of black tea.
"Stay away from me. I don't want to see you for even a second."
Tony Stark wore a sour expression. He had clearly been tormented badly just now—both mentally and physically.
"Look, you were the one who wanted to fight, and now you can't accept losing."
Li Si sighed helplessly.
"Get lost."
Tony Stark rolled his eyes, picked up the black tea in front of him and drained it in one gulp, then slammed the cup heavily onto the table in indignation.
"Lord Baron, is there anything you need?"
A waiter in the tavern heard the noise and hurried over respectfully.
"Get lost, get lost, get lost! You're the baron! Your whole family are barons!"
Hearing someone call him Baron only made Tony Stark angrier, and he vented it all on the unlucky waiter.
Unexpectedly, the waiter's eyes lit up at those words. Overwhelmed with surprise and gratitude, he said, "Really? Lord Baron, you're going to make my entire family barons?"
"...Kid, stop daydreaming. Your baron is only a baron himself—how could he make your whole family barons?"
Li Si couldn't help but cut in with a stifled laugh.
The waiter immediately grew anxious. Looking deeply reluctant, as if he had suffered a huge loss, he hesitated before speaking in an increasingly quieter voice, "Then... then... knights would be fine too."
"Pfft!"
Li Si could no longer hold it in and burst out laughing, clutching his stomach.
Tony Stark, meanwhile, let out a roar of utter exasperation:
"GET LOST!!"
That single "get lost" was deafening, his beard and hair flaring like a lion's roar. The waiter was so frightened that he