[Daqiang accepts the recipe, gives it a quick read through and inclines his head to Zhao.]
You may leave first.
[Said with all the formality of a man holding court and the closest Daqiang was going to get to offering a 'thank you'. Still, it was done with a noticeably pleased tone and an almost-smile on his lips which was something of an achievement in and of itself.]
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You may leave first.
[Said with all the formality of a man holding court and the closest Daqiang was going to get to offering a 'thank you'. Still, it was done with a noticeably pleased tone and an almost-smile on his lips which was something of an achievement in and of itself.]