Since we're all Chosen Ones, it must be a misunderstanding.
At first, both sides thought they'd encountered something bizarre.
"Hello, Jiang God, I'm Jack from the Lighthouse."
As Jack spoke, he reached out his right hand to shake hands with Jiang Xiao.
Confronted with the other's initiative to show goodwill,
Jiang Xiao, atop the bull, did not even bother to glance down at him.
Uh...
It was a bit awkward as Jack was about to retract his hand,
when a little hand, still smeared with milk, rudely grasped his hand that was about to be pulled back.
"Please, Jack old pal, you're too polite. I am Mu Xitang; my dad's got a screw loose and doesn't much care for other people. Give me face and don't hold it against him, huh? If you need anything, just ask for me; mentioning my name gets things done!"
Everyone: ...
Such a sly little brat!
He spoke these "jargon terms" in a baby voice, which was hard not to find jarring.
