I nodded.
Maybe this was what the Pavilion Master wanted all along.
In that whole meeting, I was probably the only one with the guts to speak up.
And the Pavilion Master knew exactly what kind of person I was - that's why he dragged me along.
I had to admit, even though the meeting was brief, I'd definitely made an impression on those people.
"I think you'll get some peace and quiet for a while after this," the Pavilion Master laughed.
I grunted and said, "If I die now, I bet those higher-ups will want someone's head."
"Exactly," the Pavilion Master nodded with approval.
"Lord Pavilion Master, did you know I'd pull something like this?" I asked, confused.
The Pavilion Master just chuckled, neither confirming nor denying it.
As we walked out of the meeting, I spotted Sybil Cooper standing by the door, looking ice-cold.
He and Phoebe Billy rushed up to me, eyes narrowed. "Mason Raymond, you've got some nerve! Do you have any idea what your little stunt will cost?"
