Slyder clenched his fists and gritted his back teeth, reining in his slightly darkened gaze when he sensed a faint warning.
He glanced at Lan Huaiyu, who sat beside him as steady as a mountain. People from Great Xia really did like showing murderous intent without changing their expressions. Every last one of them was protective of their own.
He crossed his legs and looked at the six members of Hold Up the Heavens. "I really hate you right now."
Ye Buyu muttered, "It's not like you ever liked us before."
Slyder leaned back and chose to rest with his eyes closed.
He did not want to talk to anyone from Hold Up the Heavens. These six were practically his nemeses. If his elder brother, His Majesty, had not insisted, he would never have come to Great Xia.
He was simply asking for suffering.
The Hold Up the Heavens Team took it in stride. They already knew something of this duke's temper. He was arrogant, but not obnoxious.
After all... he really did attack indiscriminately, snapping at everyone he met. When he could not win an argument, he would just lose his composure, and very visibly at that. In his own peculiar way, he was someone who wore his heart on his sleeve.
Zhao Zhe rubbed his freshly shaved head and volunteered to handle the introductions.
"The gentleman resting with his eyes closed is Duke Slyder of New Rome, seventh tier and the representative of Orbis Academy. This lady is the founder of the Rose Garden in the Americas, sixth tier and the representative of Ayr Academy. This warrior is Borg, a Glory Warrior of North Russia, sixth tier and the representative of Viksu Academy.
"The youngsters in front are the Hold Up the Heavens Team, and behind them is