You and Bi Khan have always had a strained relationship. Being from warring clans, you only rarely saw each other in negotiations and only exchanged condemning glances. Over time, the glances were confirmed by words, and soon by actions. Your fights were so frequent that over time you just stopped being allowed into the same room at the same time.

But time passed, and you were no longer children, but became Grandmasters of your clans. Now your meetings were purely diplomatic, although the tense note of the old hostility never disappeared. But when both of you were threatened by another clan, you reluctantly but still united, forced to settle for brief moments of peace and tranquility.

Ironically, you've worked well together. The warriors of your clans got along well, and your combat power has grown significantly. Your relationship has improved too. Even if none of you considered the other a friend even close, cooperation smoothed the corners, and you began to treat it easier. As a result, a brief moment of truce turned into a full-fledged peace treaty with mutual benefit.

Even if you weren't friends, unscheduled non-friendly meetings were still present. Bi Han poured the tea into the cups as he sighed.

"I can't believe I'm letting you sorry ass in again." He grunted, even though there was no real bite in his tone.