The Purple River Lord's eyes flicked back to Heilam.
There was open contempt in them, as if Heilam were nothing more than dirt under his feet.
Heilam's jaw tightened. Anger surged in his chest. His hands trembled slightly at his sides. He wanted to speak. He wanted to argue. But he forced himself to stay silent because he knew the difference in status between someone like him and a Lord.
Aksai let out a soft sigh.
"What lesson could you possibly teach," he said calmly, "to someone who is not willing to learn?"
He glanced at Heilam and shook his head slightly. Aksai remembered how Heilam had almost stepped out of line when they first met. At that time, Aksai had looked past his arrogance because he wanted to recruit him. Thankfully, Heilam had turned over a new leaf and accepted his role as Aksai's subordinate back then.
