But at the moment, he forcibly suppressed the burning anger in his heart, and in a sarcastic tone, said sullenly:
"It seems that the face of 'Algae Scale' Dodd is indeed big enough, even our noble 'Wind Forger' Captain Sefeng, deigns to join us peasants for an event."
Undoubtedly, verbal skills are not Iron Grid's forte.
Such words, tinged with taunt, did not stir even a bit of anger from Sefeng on the other side.
However, shaking his wine glass, he casually replied:
"Captain Iron Grid, you just used the word 'deigns'. I think you used it very well, after all..."
He raised his chin, making the originally disdainful gaze in those crystalline eyes appear even more contemptuous.
"Tonight, you lower-class folks being able to sit in the same room with me is indeed your honor."
"I can understand your nervous feelings, it's just that venturing at sea over the years, occasionally seeing what the world is like at the bottom isn't too bad."
