You may go on ahead to inform the shangs we’re running behind.” Her permission to leave gave Sidao pause. I know you’re on their payroll, she thought. Show me who your true masters are, whom you’re really afraid of displeasing. With a frown, Sidao told his driver to speed up and round the bend. There it was. Leaving the Avatar in the dust was rude for someone so concerned with etiquette, but duty called.
