There were two people from the military—in addition to the burly man, there was also a somewhat shorter, unassuming man in his middle ages. The latter laughed upon hearing the complaint. “If we don’t wait for him, do you think he’d wait for us instead?”

The burly man was still unresigned. “That’s that, but he’s too overbearing! Who does he think he is to have us wait like this?”

“Heh heh, who do you think we are then?”

“Our ranks might not be high, but we’re also people in charge of great responsibilities. His actions feel like he doesn’t have the military in his eyes at all.”

The middle-aged man sighed. “I say, Lil’ Fang, we’re in the neutral lands, not the Empire. You had best tone down your usual habits. We’re not just small officers from the military, we came here with orders to get things done, even if we have to beg him. Do you look like you’re begging?”

The burly man was stubborn. “But I just don’t like that kind of attitude!”

The middle-aged man took a sip from his fading tea and said, “He just wants...