Xial came back, and he brought Little Lion with him.
Winters now least wanted to see guests, but guests always seemed to come at times he least wanted to see them.
"Good luck and great prosperity, Batu." Little Lion offered a saber as a gift, embracing Winters warmly.
Besides the saber, Little Lion also brought thirty horses, likewise as gifts.
It had been some time since he had heard the title "Batu," and Winters felt a subtle sensation.
"Good luck and great prosperity to you too!" Winters hugged Little Lion tightly, "How is your brother? And your...sister, how is she?"
"Erhulan? She's fine. My brother, he's also fine." Little Lion replied casually, "He's recently been busy with household registrations, otherwise he would have come in person."
Winters's body instantly stiffened.
He composed himself and asked as naturally as possible, "Oh? Household registrations? What does that mean?"