“—and I don’t care if you’re pissed, you can’t
throw food at the
Dragon Warlord, said Nezha.
Kitay’s face was purple with anger. If he was at all relieved to see Nezha alive, he didn’t show it. “Your men tried to blow up my house!”
“They tend to do that,” Rin said.
“I was still in it!” Kitay cried. “And so we’re my ledgers!”
Nezha looked amazed. “Who gives a shit about your ledgers?”
“I was doing the city’s taxes.”
“
What?”Kitay stuck his lower lip out. “And I was almost done.”
―
R.F. Kuang,
The Dragon Republic