Li's eyes narrowed as he leaned back in his chair, his gaze locked on Daedric. The Lord of the Southern Sea Sun Palace was radiating smug confidence, his voice dripping with self-satisfaction as he rattled off an increasingly absurd list of demands for compensation for what he smugly called their "failed investigation."
There was something about the man's demeanor that set Li on edge, the oily triumph in his smile as if he'd already won a game the rest of them hadn't realized they were playing. Li didn't need to be told; something on this island reeked of deceit, though every lead they had pursued so far had yielded nothing.
Li's knuckles tightened on the armrest of his chair as he bit back the urge to lash out, his Immortal-rank senses flaring as he tried to pinpoint the source of his unease.
And then it happened.
