Ma Ran snapped his fingers, and the courtyard gate silently swung open.
A bald man dressed in black hurried into the courtyard, respectfully handed a mobile phone to Ogata Shitou, bowed deeply, and left promptly without a word.
Throughout the entire process, the bald man maintained a respectful demeanor, without making a single extra sound.
Through the Shikigami he cast, Ogata Shitou could distinctly sense that outside the courtyard, there were seventy-seven companions of the bald man, identical in hairstyle, attire, and demeanor.
Their duties were singular, clearly focused solely on security and providing an imposing presence, certainly not representing all of Zhao's subordinates.
Noticing the details, Ogata Shitou couldn't help but admire, "In just one day, he already has so many loyal subordinates."
"I see these people carry the Samurai spirit from the Kamakura Shogunate era, truly willing to die for their lord!"
