[ It sounds like an insult mixed with a backwards compliment.

Though, He Xuan does have a certain bar of tolerance towards insults given his way, his mood starts to sour when he perceives one directed towards Tartaglia. ]

Of course, it is only natural we're suitable for one another.

[ But then he'll glare imperiously, adding: ]

But be aware he is also a man worthy of my respect, and that I hardly tolerate insults concerning him.