"Lord Qi, we have come to negotiate. Please remain calm and don't let a moment of anger cost you the advantage." He turned slightly, lowered his voice, and reminded Lord Qi by his ear.
They were here to buy grain, not to act on impulse. If they messed this up, neither of them could expect to fare well.
He wanted to complete the task properly and didn't want to be implicated by Lord Qi.
Hearing this, Lord Qi took a deep breath, restrained himself, and finally looked at the secret guard, flicked his sleeve forcefully, and sat back with a cold snort.
"I won't stoop to your level."
"I would like you to stoop to my level. Can you?" the secret guard retorted bluntly.
Needing something from them yet acting like a big shot; did they really think they could take the grain for free just by overpowering them in momentum?
Isn't wishful thinking going a bit too far? Did they want to take them for fools?
"You..."
Lord Qi was extremely angry and was about to start cursing.
