As Xi Shen reached the gate of his courtyard, he couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief.
“Screw those arrogant brats and their pompous attitude. Staring at me as if it concerns them whether I’m here in their dumb Sword Division. Do they think I wanted to be here, resulting in me having to deal with their condescending stares? If I was to behave like those snob nose brats I served in my past life, who viewed everyone with a veil of arrogance over their eyes just because they were the Gods' Apostles, I would have had my father make a decree for anyone who looked at me like that to be executed via disembodiment. Having their soul ripped out of their physical body and tortured would surely make them regret looking at their second prince like that...”