Headmaster Aronian smiled. "There's no need to be so stiff, young Rui. This old man has known you ever since you were a child, and now you've grown to become a fine young man and a brilliant Martial Artist. Come, have a seat. We have much to speak about."
"Yes sir," Rui obliged, taking a seat opposite to the elderly Martial Master.
"As curious as I am to hear stories and tales from your eight-year voyage for power that you have recently returned from, I'm afraid that we will have to save that for another day," He remarked, growing more serious in his demeanor. "As I said, we have much to speak about."
Rui raised an eyebrow. "Is something the matter, Headmaster?"
