His words were holy orders. Who dared to disobey him? He was no longer a nobody, hence he thought the old man was disrespectful to him.
Yet, he reminded himself that Xemon was a master, and masters often had a temper. With that in mind, Lelga brought the food box forward. "Xemon, I've brought this for Old Master Ye but he has no appetite. Why don't you give it a try? It's the pastry from First Class Hall, you can't really get it easily."
"I'm afraid I'm not worthy to take your food, Mr. Lelga." Xemon finally opened his eyes. "You should take it back," he stated indifferently.
"Xemon, I have always regarded you as an elder. It's only appropriate of me to pay you my respect as a junior." Lelga smiled flatteringly.