"Ha. You plan to depend on a blade that's nowhere to be found to deal with potential enemies? Interesting to know," King mocked subtly, his words laced with dry amusement. He raised an eyebrow, leaning forward slightly to meet Chen Ye's intensity.
"That's the reason our priority should be getting that blade back," Chen Ye yelled, his frustration boiling over. He slammed a fist on the table, the wood vibrating under the impact, shards from the broken cup scattering further.
"Good luck getting it. Let me know when you have decided to take this a bit more seriously. I will be waiting at the accommodation you provided to me, or I might just be gone and allow you guys to fend off how to deal with the unnecessary situation all by yourself," King explained, his tone firm and unyielding. He rose to his feet once more, waving his hands at the duo in a casual farewell gesture, the motion light and dismissive.
