Under the half-joking prodding of Chiba Eijiro, Nagakura and Harada slowly straightened their waists, which had bent in a bow to Chiba Eijiro.
After helping Chiba Eijiro with introductions to Nagakura and Harada, Zhouzhu cheerfully raised his hand, rubbing his smooth chin.
"Eisuke, thinking about it again... it's indeed been a long time since you last visited us."
"Did you come alone today?"
"Yes, I did." Chiba Eijiro smiled faintly, "My visit this time was an impromptu decision to 'avoid guests', so I did not bring any family or followers."
"'Avoid guests'?" Zhouzhu's white eyebrows lifted slightly.
There was a hint of bitterness in the smile on Chiba Eijiro's face: "Ever since I returned to Edo, guests looking to pay their respects to me, as well as martial artists looking to challenge me, have nearly worn down the doors of Xuanwu Hall."
"If it were on an ordinary day, I could let it slide."
