At the end, he looked at Lann with a questioning tone, indicating he didn't know how to address him.
So, the Demon Hunter spoke very amiably.
"Lann."
"Alright, Mr. Lann." The Yan Nan Hunter hung the sawn-off blade on the strap at his back waist, grabbed his tricorn with his hand and lifted it a few centimeters, then slightly nodded.
He gave a simple hat tip.
"I am Henrik, a Hunter."
The Yan Nan Hunter lifted his head, only to find the person before him with a strange expression.
"Is something wrong?"
"No, nothing." Lann blinked and quickly replied, then chuckled and murmured softly to himself, "So young yet already with an M-shaped hairline?"
The Demon Hunter then took a closer look in the moonlight; the style of wearing both a mask and a tricorn, pressing the eyes to a slit, was indeed Henrik's later on.
The eyes were somewhat similar to how they would be later.
Only at this time, he wore a black hunter's leather trench coat, instead of the later yellow-brown one.
