"Yes, you may leave. Unless I order otherwise, do not let anyone disturb me." The deep and resounding voice, though low, carries an invisible authority. He is Frost Bill, the current Clan Leader of the Bill Family. Turning back slowly, despite being well into his eighties, he looks around fifty years old. His square face is void of any expression. Standing face to face, one can clearly feel the invisible prowess emanating from him.
"Old Bill, long time no see. You old fellow are still as cocky as ever." Rose Phil flashes forward, appearing right before Frost Bill. Their eyes meet, sparking like electricity. Both are equally unyielding in their gaze. After a while, smiles appear on their faces simultaneously, they clasp each other's arms and burst into laughter.
Sky Scar gives a signal to Naylor standing next to him. Naylor, with a complex look in his eyes, nods lightly, then steps forward. Kneeling beside Frost Bill, he respectfully says, "Grandfather, Naylor is back."