"War Knight, it's okay."
Yi Lin calmly waved his hand, then simmered the gigantic python in boiling water. With a quick rub of his hands, he conjured icy mist and swiftly froze it. In a flash of a rainbow glow, he sliced the cooked python into thin slices, chilled them, and served them.
Milien was dumbfounded by Yi Lin's reply. The heavy atmosphere eased slightly. Yet, the delicacy served next completely obliterated the tense feeling between the two, who stood on opposing sides. Milien swallowed the saliva she was secreting fiercely, resembling a beast caged and eagerly waiting for the "caretaker" to feed her.
Milien was finally full.
She burped.
After feeding Milien, Yi Lin, separated by a light screen, looked at Milien: "Not angry anymore, right?"
"Too late, Lin."
Yi Lin smiled and crossed the boundary.
[NO PASS] The light screen did not block Yi Lin; instead, it proactively parted, allowing the administrator to pass.
Privilege can be wanton.
