Of course, he dared not show it.
The Blood Emperor turned his gaze toward Helena. His meaning was clear: the Mech King had already made his stance known, and now it was time to see Helena's attitude.
Wen Jiang, of course, knew better than to be insensitive. But with a slight, mocking smile, she looked at the Mech King. "Then I forgive you."
Mech King: "..."
Who the hell do you think you are?! he fumed internally. Just a few words and Helena's already getting cocky!
Seeing Wen Jiang's attitude, a flicker of interest passed through the Blood Emperor's eyes. He straightened up, picked up the exquisitely crafted teapot in front of him, and began pouring tea for Wen Jiang. As he handed her the tea-filled cup, he casually said, "You're from Xi Zhou? This is a traditional beverage of Dongzhou Yunxia; you might have had it before."
"Tea?" Wen Jiang took the cup. "Are you a Yunxia person?"
