Sit or you sit on my lap
The Lord of Celestials sat with his legs crossed at the knees, his left leg over his right swinging as he chuckled lightly. The fact that he hadn't boiled over like a teapot was the most concerning. It meant his request would be excessive.
His arm resting on the armrest he said, "I can get off this seat under one condition. That's if he," pointing at Rui Fei, "apologizes to me."
"This...," spoke Huishe Nan fairly certain that his grandson would not apologize. Even he would have done what Rui Fei did if his wife was asked to call someone that. If his grandson wasn't going to apologize then they might as well draw their weapons and fight to their deaths. Huishe would not and could not tolerate someone making moves on their spouses.
Ji Yao held on to Rui Fei's hand tightly. Even he wouldn't let his husband apologize. Who would? As mentioned before you talk shit about someone's wife you get slapped in the face in public.