Prince Huang Zen had been harboring displeasure against Xin Jingsao for a while now. He restrained himself because of his aunt's warning. Hence, he was happy when Amon ticked Xin Jingsao off. He quickly came to Amon's defense, not because he wished to help Amon, but because he went in a roundabout way to irritate Xin Jingsao.
"Even if he didn't disturb anyone, it doesn't mean any random person has the right to sit at the same table as us. Who is he anyway?" Xin Jingsao asked.
"I apologize for his callousness, Deacon Jingsao," Li Shi said. "He is…"
"And who the hell are you?" Xin Jingsao asked. His tone didn't show any respect.
"Jingsao. That woman is this country's chief archeologist, Li Shi," Xin Dhaije informed.
Instead of feeling guilty for his impoliteness, Xin Jingsao's condescending tone became even more apparent after learning Li Shi's identity. "An archeologist? What kind of people make it their profession to dig and disrespect the ruins of our ancestors?"
