"Let us drop the administrative business for tonight," said Ethan, his deep voice slicing through the heavy, stunned silence of the room. He stood up, his massive frame instantly dominating the small space of the mud hut. "It would be good for us to eat something proper. Let us head out and find a suitable establishment. To be perfectly honest, I have been so thoroughly consumed by my training and meetings that I have not yet properly explored the commercial sectors of this sect."
Mary and Louisa exchanged a wide-eyed, frantic glance. Stepping out into the dangerous, chaotic world of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion was already a terrifying prospect for two common plebeian women, but Ethan's next words left them completely breathless.
