"Which one?" He seemed to sense that something was wrong.
"Heh." Gorgon planted her hands on her hips and straightened her back, undisguised disdain on her face:
"You once bragged to people... 'Gorgon and I met and fell in love in an arena awash with blood and dust. I broke three of her ribs with my bare hands before she agreed to look me in the eye...'"
She imitated Olipon's tone, then snorted:
"Wow, how impressive, King Olipon. You sure can fight, huh?"
"Why do I remember it as me beating you until you couldn't get back up, then deciding this kid had tough bones and was interesting?" she asked with a raised brow.
"..." Olipon drew a deep breath, the muscles in his cheeks twitching.
He raised his hands in surrender:
"Fine, I admit I was wrong. Don't say anything more."
Dan Heng stood to one side, watching the husband and wife bicker. The heavy atmosphere had been lightened considerably.
He nodded slightly and commented softly:
"You two really have a wonderful relationship..."
The lines of Mydei's face softened as well, and a faint smile appeared:
"They're always like this. Sorry you had to see that."
"Stay and have dinner with us. You can tell us some stories about the stars, too."
He invited him, then added:
"What would you like to eat? We have plenty of ingredients."
Dan Heng had no reason to refuse Mydei's invitation.
"Let March 7th and Yan Huan choose." Dan Heng thought for a moment before answering:
"I'm fine with anything."
He took out his phone. Its screen reflected the hazy light rising from the baths as he sent a brief message, along with their location, to the two who were still wandering elsewhere.
Nearby, Olipon was still trying to explain himself quietly to