Above the 'arena' outside the City Lord's Main Mansion, where the martial competition for marriage is being held.
Two figures stood suspended in the air amongst the clouds and mist.
One of them was a middle-aged man, dressed in a crimson robe edged with gold.
The middle-aged man's face was resolute, exuding an intimidating aura of majesty and power that could not be ignored, even in his silence, creating a sense of oppression in those around him.
At the side of the middle-aged man stood an old man who was past his prime.
"Interesting, interesting."
The old man, dressed in a grey robe, had an expression of calmness. His cloudy eyes suddenly brightened as if he had just discovered a new continent.
"Elder Kane, what did you discover?"
The middle-aged man asked curiously.
"Young Master, perhaps... the man destined for the young miss has appeared."
The grey-robed old man opened his mouth slowly, his expression enigmatic.
"Elder Kane, are you saying...?"
