Well, the sputtering would be acknowledged, if only very briefly, by a pointed look from Lu Feng. Look, guy, he was so graciously giving you an opportunity to walk away with your tail between your legs if you wanted, or you could stay boxed in between the sample table and the wall of a man at your back and see where that led. Up to you.

His attention flicked back to An Zhe then. "Of course," he answered, running his thumb slowly over the back of the mushroom's hand. An intimate gesture, something that should really drive home how out of his depth this interloper was. "I'll see what I can find for us to share."