Jiangshan had nothing but respect and questions for his boss. In just three years of exile, he had changed so much; it wasn't surprising. People grow and mature, and three years of being exposed to the elements like never before certainly turned an ignorant youth into a man. Ilot had felt this the first time they met upon returning to Cyprus, but what puzzled him was that in just these past few months, his boss kept giving him fresh impressions. Whether it was his exceptional magic skills, his views on the current state of the Continent, or the guidance he provided today on martial skills improvement, all made him feel a profound respect. And this feeling was for someone who had grown up with him since childhood, which left Ilot inexorably moved.