While the chewing idiot before her simply went on eating his meal, Xia Qingge blushed furiously, wanting to crawl under a rock and die of shame.
As the leader of her own group of shadows, she had plenty of experience manipulating others for information and favors. There were even instances where she'd extracted intel from the very same targets she would be killing, later down the line.
But even with her extensive experience, she'd never had to request a favor from someone she had already tried (and failed) to kill. And using her actual identity, no less.
There were some half-hearted attempts to cozy up to Ryker in the past few days, though she never knew what to talk about, and would always leave shortly out of embarrassment. But, seeing as the mystic realm would be opening soon, she had no choice but to spring the request on him, now.
Still, what kind of idiot would–
"Hm, alright."
