"Are you Miyamoto Taro?"
The person in front of the window, still with their back to Miyamoto Taro, asked.
Although it was just a casual question, Miyamoto Taro could still feel the high and mighty bearing in the speaker's tone, characteristic of those long accustomed to power.
"Yes, it's me!" Miyamoto Taro replied, somewhat respectfully, "May I ask who you are..."
"Bai Shaochen!"
Dressed in white, Bai Shaochen finally slowly turned around. Even as a man himself, Miyamoto Taro couldn't help being attracted to Bai Shaochen's handsome face. Such a man, as if he had walked straight out of a comic book, would probably drive a whole host of women crazy!
"Young Master Bai!"
Miyamoto Taro immediately bowed deeply with great respect.
