"Is the orchestra ready?"
"Yes, but..."
"What about the singers?"
"All one hundred and eight singers were selected from across the country. We even invited the famous Fujikaze Yukie, but, sir..."
"And the banquet and celebration must be held to the highest standards."
"Rest assured."
The Grand Minister wiped the sweat from his forehead. Seeing that the Daimyo was about to ask about the banquet details again, he could no longer contain his anxiety and raised his voice slightly.
"Lord Tokugawa!"
Tokugawa Shingen, the Daimyo of the Land of Wind, jumped in fright. Even his round belly trembled. He straightened the Daimyo's ceremonial hat on his head and smilingly made a gesture of invitation.
The old Grand Minister looked at the still-smiling Daimyo Tokugawa before him, his face flushing red with urgency.
"My lord, Lin Qing is already inside Warsaw City. He has just settled his luggage, and his group is gathering intelligence throughout the city. For all we know, he may already be contacting people and plotting rebellion. Y-you... why aren't you worried at all?!"
If not for the two aging family jewels between the Grand Minister's legs, this truly would have been a case of the emperor not worrying while the eunuch did.
Whoosh—
Tokugawa Shingen flicked open his folding fan and gently fanned the old man before him.
"When you entered the city, did you do as I told you?"
"I did."
"Did Lin Qing kill anyone?"
"No."
The Grand Minister recounted everything that had happened at the city gates to Tokugawa Shingen. After finishing, he repeatedly slapped his thigh.
"My lord, I pride myself on having lived more than seventy years and seen countless vicious criminals and evil men, but Lin Qing..."
The Grand Minister recalled it.
Lin Qing's deterrence operated on an entirely different level.