The atmosphere in the room changed after Baiyi's explanation. The tea merchant's expression had darkened, as pangs of shock struck him like tidal waves.
His son looked even worse. Far from his previous jolliness, the son turned to his father, his face paled with regret that seemed to say: What have we done?!
However, by this point, no amount of regret or second thoughts could change anything. The deal was sealed, and the deed was done. The tea merchant let out a heavy sigh, gave a respectful bow to Baiyi as a sign of ratification and left the party with his son.
As the young man trailed behind his weary-looking father, he began in a quiet voice, "F-father? That set of armor… Is it really the Divine Regalia Mystique?"
The tea merchant shook his head. "I don't know. How should I? Not even Principal Hope knows for sure."
"But—!" The young man's expression fell. It was clear that he was agonizing over his father's decision.
[1] Oof, my eyebrows molted from cringing too sharply! Wow, didn’t know you can get thinner brows without the effort of shaving them. Oh, and also, ravioli ravioli don’t lewd the little loli!
[2] Wow. These vulgarians talk like they’re in a YouTube comment section, man. Is making a slightly different (personally I think it’s quite creative?) staff fit enough to be dissed? It gets seriously extra when “inbreeding” is mentioned… I actually half-expect them to drop buzzwords like “NPCs” and “11 years old”, too!