In another quiet room, the young Samurai respectfully kneeled and retreated three steps, bowing again to bid farewell to the elderly man at Deer's Sing Hall: "Well then, I leave the rest to you."
"Oh, no, no, being part of the Duke, it's only right to take care of each other. Mr. Jiujing is so young, future matters will undoubtedly rely on you all."
The elderly Court Official responded with a smiling ritual, without any faults or omissions, displaying none of the arrogance typical of the People from Kyoto.
Only after Li Jian Jiu Jing left did the smile gradually fade from his face.
"A fine young man, isn't he?"
He muttered to himself.
From the shadow behind him, a blurred silhouette emerged, responding to the lord's words: "In my opinion, indeed dignified."
"Yet his eyes are like those of a fox."
Recalling those slender eyes, the old Court Official lowered his gaze, frowning.
This was not referring to being sly like a fox or captivating.
