When Yang Qi proposed a meeting later that evening, Exalted Celestial Silver-Dagger and the White-Haired Boxer King exchanged surprised glances, then they both smiled.

“So, you have a sense of propriety after all, boy,” said Exalted Celestial Silver-Dagger. “I'm very curious to see what gifts you might offer that could calm our anger.”

“Ah, that's easy,” Yang Qi said, a faint smile on his face. “Now that I'm a law enforcement disciple, you two are direct superiors, which means you’ll have plenty of ways to keep me in line. That’s why I’d prefer to turn weapons of war into gifts of jade and silk. It's a given that I’ll provide some amazing treasures to settle our little dispute.”

“Then I suppose we’ll wait and see what treasures you offer,” said the White-Haired Boxer King, a vicious smile playing out on his face. “If they aren’t satisfactory, we’ll be sending you on plenty of dangerous missions to suffer all sorts of humiliations.”

“Of course, I wouldn’t expect anything else.”

With that, he turned and left. Meanwhile, a look of pity could be...