Hailbo felt he had soiled Hakesa's reputation in Bailuo's eyes, leaving a stain on it.
But Bailuo didn't think so.
Hailbo was still young, like a child trying to clean his parents' room, only to leave water all over the floor. His intentions were good, but his execution was not.
The young man was different from Hakesa, and with proper guidance, he would surely become a pillar of Yatun's future.
Moreover, he had already apologized to his parents.
"But I killed..."
"Smack!"
Bailuo slapped the back of the youth's head, cutting off his words, "Nonsense! The people I killed are none of your damn business."
"I sent you on a diplomatic mission for one single reason from start to finish."
Bailuo placed his hand on the youth's head, then forcefully ruffled his hair, "Because you're a person of Yatun, because here, no one represents Yatun better than you."
"No one?"
"Our Yadun, fears nothing."
Bailuo, "Although there are many such people here, they are too naive."
"What about me?"
