The NPC's face grew redder and redder with rage, his eyes fixed on Xianyu.
Xianyu lost interest and turned to leave, only to hear an eerie grinding of teeth coming from the Chief Strategist's direction.
Fine, fine. Less talking, more standing around looking decorative.
Since he had been the one to piss the man off, of course he would clean up his own mess.
He sighed helplessly and, under the Chief Strategist's murderous glare, stepped back in front of the NPC. His tone was utterly perfunctory. "Snap out of it."
When the man still failed to react, he had no choice but to raise a hand and snap his fingers.
The NPC jolted and glared at him with bloodshot eyes.
Smiling, the Chief Strategist and the Sky-Faring Commission staff greeted the group approaching the NPC. Both sides then began smoothing things over with practiced ease, trying to defuse the conflict between Xianyu and the NPC.
"Ahahaha, I'm so sorry. Our boy's been spoiled rotten..."
"Hahaha, our sincerest apologies. Our Marshal is just young and hotheaded-"
Xianyu and the NPC stared at each other.
Xianyu: ...Why did this feel like two sets of parents apologizing to each other after their bratty kids caused trouble?
The Xianzhou natives snorted inwardly. A boy? One who's at least a few hundred years old, right? This was their brilliant, mighty Marshal's first trip outside the Xianzhou!
The people opposite them forced smiles. Young and hotheaded, my fucking ass! Why did this old man fly off the handle like some youngster? What gave him the right to bully their kid, who was only a few hundred years old?!
Both sides silently cursed the other's shamelessness while maintaining courteous smiles. After exchanging pleasantries, they tacitly agreed to say their goodbyes.
Noticing Xianyu's indifferent expression, the Chief Strategist