Because his team members surely should not have to endure anyone's humiliation without cause.
Fang Hong turned back to look at Pasha, who was standing silently to the side, and asked, "Pasha, are you okay?"
Pasha shook his head lightly, "In fact, Princess wasn't entirely wrong..."
Upon hearing this, Fang Hong felt as if darkness descended before his eyes.
"This isn't about right or wrong," he sighed longingly, "Pasha, no matter your past experiences or who you are, on my ship, you are the same as us, without any difference, not inferior to anyone."
He couldn't help but glance at his boots, "Such things, don't do them anymore in the future."
Pasha looked at him, and asked, "Is this a 'decree' too?"
Fang Hong rolled his eyes.
Exhausted, he replied, "Consider it a decree."
"But, I can't do anything else. I shouldn't be freeloading meals, right?" Pasha said worriedly, "If I'm not allowed to do this, does Mr. Ade mean he wants to kick me off the ship?"
