As soon as Morin sat down, the others who were seated stood up and greeted him with a slight, respectful bow. "Greetings, Senior Morin."
Morin showed a polite smile towards them, "We are all dining together, no need for such formalities, just sit down."
Ken sighed internally as the dogs started wagging their tails in front of Morin Drake now. But the Senior was much more experienced and handled it much more gracefully, neither offending them nor losing himself in the false praises.
He once hated the attitude of this senior who never uttered useless flattery, unlike all other noble heirs. Back then, just that was enough to infuriate him, and curse this guy with such profanities that even trees would hide their leaves in shame. But a third-phase Seeker could not be disrespected even with his status.
