Recalling owed favour

"Who said anything about sneaking in an unknown?" Nix shrugged, looking over to Lank who still had Alex in his arms.

Lank shook his head, positioning Alex and wondering how long it would take till he woke up.

Mr. Zhao frowned at the cunning reply from Nix. Knowing him well enough, he would try to escape trouble.

"Who is this?" He pointed at Alex.

"He's an uncle of some little girl," Nix replied with a smirk. He dutifully expected Mr. Zhao to blow a fuse soon.

"Un–" Mr. Zhao pinched the bridge of his nose, trying his best not to overreact.

Looking over to Obsidian for a direct answer, he asked again. "Who is this?" 

"Whatever the fire rank says, goes." Obsidian shrugged, sounding distant yet evasive of the question.

Nix smiled knowing the sort of tactics Obsidian used so he could seem that he still maintained the lofty attitude he had developed on their initial introduction.