The newcomer was dressed like Rikaku, clad in blue armor with a black longsword at his waist. His face was cold and stern, and he looked like no ordinary man.
"Chukai? What are you doing here?" Rikaku narrowed his eyes and asked cautiously.
"There's been such a huge commotion here. Did you think Lord Mifune wouldn't know?" The man named Chukai stared at Rikaku and spoke coldly.
Hearing that Mifune had already received word, Rikaku's heart tightened. He had no idea how Mifune would handle this.
"What did Lord Mifune say?" he asked carefully.
"Lord Mifune wants you to calm the citizens and bring Daidao to his residence. He will make the decision himself!" Chukai replied flatly.
"What about them...?"
"Their affairs are none of your concern. Lord Mifune has other arrangements!"
Rikaku pointed at Yizhe and the other two, about to say something, when Chukai suddenly cut him off. Since it was Mifune's arrangement, he could only bury all his doubts in his heart.
"Withdraw!"
At Rikaku's command, the many samurai retreated like a receding tide.
Once Rikaku had vanished into the night, Chukai finally walked toward Yizhe's group with relief.
"Greetings, Lady Tsunade!" He was the first to bow to Tsunade.
Yet Tsunade did not spare Chukai so much as a glance. Instead, she idly used the tip of her foot to roll snow into little balls.
Daidao's capture had indeed happened because she had been unwilling to act, but even so, she had hoped Yizhe would succeed. After all, he was her student.
What a pity. It had all come to nothing!
So she had no mood at all to pay Chukai any attention.
Faced with Tsunade's cold reception, a trace of awkwardness appeared on Chukai's stern face.
He tentatively looked toward the other two.
Shizune had