As Shi Tian was fantasizing about his day of being filthy rich, Phoebe brought him back to reality when she ordered one of her soldiers to bring over another makeshift seat for him.
"Have a seat, Nathan." Phoebe calmly said.
"The conversation we're going to have isn't going to be short, so I doubt you would want to stand there all day long."
Glancing at the makeshift seat for a second, Shi Tian smoothly sat down and stared at Phoebe.
As for the surrounding soldiers, who seemed to be orchestrating an intimidating scenery, almost as if they wanted to make him feel tiny or scared.
They unfortunately failed miserably in trying to scare Shi Tian, given he knew Phoebe wasn't a dumb commander like Damon, who would attempt to demote themselves.
"Your soldiers seemed like they wanted to devour me whole." Shi Tian chuckled softly. "Are they perhaps jealous that I get to converse with you in such close proximity?"