"Tonight, it's finally time to fulfill my wishes."
Inoue Genzaburō shifted his gaze, giving Aoto a quick glance from head to toe, then laughed heartily a few times.
"Mr. Tachibana, you are much more handsome than I imagined."
Aoto smiled modestly and said:
"Mr. Inoue, you flatter me."
"No need to call me 'Mr. Inoue.'" Inoue waved his hand forcefully, "We're all part of Shiwei Hall, so there's no need for such formal titles."
"Just like the young master and Toshisuke, you can call me 'Uncle Gen.'
"It's both pleasant and easy to say."
As Inoue spoke, his gaze swept over the faces of Aoto, Saito, Nagakura, and Harada one by one. This gesture naturally meant "all of you can call me 'Uncle Gen'."
Inoue's amicable demeanor slightly surprised Aoto.
Compared to the Great Sword Dojo, Inoue gave off the impression of a friendly old grandpa from the neighborhood.
After Aoto and the others introduced themselves, Zhouzhu resumed chatting with Inoue about various miscellaneous matters.
