Despite the fact that the man is masked and cowled -- not even a centimeter of skin showing, except for a tiny bit around his eyes -- Shen Yuan still believes he can see a hint of smugness in the stranger's gesture, hear it in his tone of voice. He must be so proud of himself, Shen Yuan thinks with irritation, to have gotten his way so quickly, without even a real fight.

"If sir is satisfied, then this one will take his leave," Shen Yuan says with forced neutrality, already turning his face away. "I'm sure you have more important ways to spend your time." Than stand around picking on me, he thinks with a touch of NEET-ish petulance.