The moment he stepped inside, Lin En's eyelid began to twitch.
That fellow had actually seated himself in Lin En's central seat of honor as though he owned the place. His long cane lay on the table, and he propped his chin on one hand, sliding an index finger along his cheek. The investigative documents on Hana Ye's father that Lin En had left on the desk floated before him, page by page, for him to read.
When he saw them return, he raised his hand, and the documents settled neatly into it. He looked at Lin En and said with a faint smile:
"My apologies for taking your seat."
What the hell are you showing off for, you [beep-]?
Lin En could barely suppress the urge to complain.
Aren't you afraid lightning will strike you?
Sure, I saw you show off now and then when I was Lin Yin, but this is way too brazen! Is this really necessary? You know perfectly well that I'm Lin Yin's older brother. What the hell are you showing off in front of me for?
"Divine Chosen, that fellow..."
The Clerics around them gritted their teeth, weapons in hand, glaring at him in fury.
Lin En waved a hand and walked forward with dead-fish eyes.
"Your Highness Firstborn, I'll call you that. I assume she told you when she asked for your help that you were only coming to assist and protect me this time. As for what exactly we do, you should be following my arrangements, shouldn't you? After all, I'm the master here, aren't I?"
Why was he so unfriendly toward him?
Because, logically speaking, he shouldn't have been.
*After all, the one you're pursuing is Lin Yin, and I, Lin En, am Lin Yin's older brother. Even if you aren't