"If you would like, please give some to your parents as well. If they do not like it, you may throw it away."
Based on how they had acted the last time they met, he did not think they would do something like that, but they were still nobles.
He assumed they might hesitate to simply eat something given to them.
"Oh no! I am sure my parents will be delighted. Thank you very much."
He had thought candy was only a small souvenir, but since she accepted it so happily, that was enough.
"…So? How long do you plan on making your guests wait while you continue a father and son quarrel?"
"You shut up! I am trying to knock some sense into this brat—"
"Now would be a good time to correct your words."
"Eek!? S-sorry."
Under Qiong Xing's narrowed gaze, the earlier energy vanished instantly, and Wayland quickly bowed his head in apology.
Qiong Xing sighed, accepting it as inevitable.
