Pu Haokuang's expression froze, like an insect trapped in amber, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws.
Then, this expression changed at a speed visible to the naked eye, from disdain, to wanting to sever ties, and then to a humble and radiant smile, all in just a single breath's time.
While everyone else was still too shocked to react, he was the only one who kept moving, chuckling and leaning forward slightly, his normally straight posture forming a subtle arc towards the front. Respectful, humble, yet not overly sycophantic, he said:
"After all, you are a distinguished guest of the Bokel Family, and with our statuses, there's just no way we could have the privilege of contact. I must say, no matter how much one might want to hide it, a certain heroic spirit just can't be stifiled, hehe, so that's how it is, so that's how it is..."
On his face, he wore an amiable expression, his eyes bright, like those of the most hospitable person on the grasslands.
