Lasair had never shaken his head so fast in his centuries of existence. Milan only laughed at the loud decline. “Milan, I can never be as graceful as you.”
“You know I dance gracefully, and I love dancing gracefully so much.” Milan used his hands to caress his own face as if seducing the deity. “Don’t you think I will get sad if someone makes me stop dancing like that? As for their behavior toward me, most are merely enthusiastic. Those who dared to overstep boundaries are all duly dealt with. I will show you…
“So…? Can I still dance on the mainland? It’s not like I will dance on stage forever.” Milan smiled at Lasair again. “Unlike spending an eternity with you, there are things that will soon run out for me. My youth, my flexibility…”
“You should let him go.”