Wait, now he's confused. He just looks up at him.

"Uh, I'm kneeling because you're a commanding officer, and I'm making a request of you, sir."

If he was the Emperor, he'd be bowing way, way lower. But Shang stands up anyway, seemingly thrown by the lack of formality.

"Beyond hand-to-hand combat, I'm especially skilled at instilling discipline. "

While watching them, he has witnessed, shall we call them, shenanigans.

"I'll talk with this Chief about creating a proper training regimen."