For a moment Shen Luguang can do nothing but stare at Liu Feiyu in shocked silence. Who, who even says things that rudely?? About the emperor, no less! Good heavens, Shen Luguang nearly expects a lightning bolt to strike him down out of the clear blue sky!

Failing that he'd love to tell Liu Feiyu exactly what he thinks of hearing that kind of treasonous talk, but. Well. The fact is he doesn't have his qiankun pouch...or any money...or even a sword. And he doesn't know which direction the nearest town is, either. Liu Feiyu does, so. Hmph. Apparently Shen Luguang is stuck with him for the time being.

"Liu-xiong's generosity is truly without equal," he acquiesces with a tight, uncomfortable smile. "This humble scholar will certainly pray for the chance to repay his kindness, before our time together comes to an end."