414 - Master Fu

Master Fu didn’t need to ask anyone where his guest might be waiting. He knew these halls by heart, and he could almost feel each and every corner of it. He might not be the Chief of the House, but he was still, an elder, and he grew up here.

Master Fu walked past The Founder’s painting, already sensing a change of wind from the room in the right. He stopped in front of a room several meters from the painting, and slid the door open.

His guest was a young man with high ponytail and pretty face that was sitting calmly behind the coffee table. The young man was looking towards the window, at the garden outside, but upon noticing the door being opened, he turned his attention to the door.

“Sen Komatsu,” Master Fu called with a calm tone.

The young man immediately stood up and bowed. “This humble person is named Sen Komatsu. I’ve been expecting—”

“You don’t speak when I don’t tell you to