Hostility

She was here as the Dragon Woman of Mythic Mountain, protector of the Lesser Demon Realm and Peacemaker. 

Such a thing as the surface clans coming together around the rising star, the Shou Clan, could not escape her gaze, not in a thousand years. 

He smiled gently, he understood well the lifeline he'd been given, instead of accusing him she had asked what happened, "Lady Mu, given our close relationship, how could I not have sent you an invitation? It must have been lost, or perhaps intercepted. As your greatness knows, there are snakes playing at dragon in this garden of the sky." 

"Are you provoking us?" Young Prince Ji Duan coldly responded, the weight of his 'us', crushing.

Xiao Wun turned his gentle smile, "We have never met before, Young Prince. But it is a pleasure to meet you, though, who is this 'us', you refer to? I believe I was talking of snakes stealing letters and fancying themselves dragons? There must be some misunderstanding?"