"Warrior Huang An, salutes Your Highness the Princess Consort!"
Huang An bowed and directed a formal greeting towards Princess Consort Qi. His voice was neither servile nor overbearing, maintaining a calm demeanor.
Being a professional warrior, he was accustomed to dealing with emperors and nobles in this way, let alone a princess consort.
He then slightly turned and deeply bowed towards his stern-looking master while presenting his salutation, saying in shame,
"Undeserving disciple Huang An, greets master!"
Zhao Dun merely stared at Huang An with an emotionless expression, not disputing the way Huang An addressed him.
He himself, having risen from the ranks of soldiers, had a quick temper and cools down swiftly.
The death of Pang Han had enraged him at the moment, prompting him to chase Huang An away, but he regretted his actions soon afterwards and promptly had his daughters deliver messages and proof to Huang An.