"What an annoyance," the Red Sun said.
"You don't like the fact that Shen Bao refused to partake in the tournament?" asked the Lord of Lords.
"In a sense, but mostly the fact that he was chummy with my daughter!" the Red Sun snorted in derision.
"I don't see any chumminess happening, you're old senile and getting a bit too emotional," the Wisest Sun smiled replying.
"What would you know! I know that type of men! They act as if they're not interested while he's definitely scheming!"
"I can promise you one thing, Shen Bao is pretty much oblivious or rather a bit dense when it comes to matters of the heart, so you have nothing to worry about, anyway, how are we going to get him to partake in the tournament?" asked the Lord of Lords.
"Hmm, for him risking his life for no apparent benefit or visible goal is out of the question. To get him to partake in the tournament a few things must be established," said the Wisest Sun.
