Wenzhi immediately relaxed against his chair, breathing out a slow, mocking puff of air. "Of course you are."
"Why do you say that like there aren't perfectly valid reasons to be afraid of him?" Hanmei suddenly snapped, her voice thick with obvious distaste. "He is a Disaster-Class Esper. If his buttons are pressed the wrong way, he explodes. I mean, he might have saved our skins by killing all those mutated monsters, but he can just as easily wipe us all out tomorrow."
"Hanmei!" Fu Muhan cut in, giving her a sharp, warning look.
Hanmei scowled, turning her head away in tight-lipped frustration.
Fu Muhan sighed, his gaze shifting back to lock onto Wenzhi's unreadable face. "I apologize for her tone. We genuinely do not mean to drag this negotiation into the mud. But you must understand the reality of our position. Shao Xinyuan is highly notorious. As much as he is recognized for his strength, his reputation is defined by the destruction he leaves behind."
