Beichen Heng froze on the spot.
You... Great-Grandfather?
The Raiden family line really was long-lived... That was the only thought in his mind at that moment.
In contrast, the Beichen lineage...
They either died of old age or fell in battle, with several generations in a row failing to produce heirs.
Leaving him, a mere seven-year-old child, to inherit the position of clan head.
"Great-Grandfather, are... are you all right?" Beichen Heng hurriedly tossed aside the weapon he had used to commit the crime and stepped forward to support the old man.
However, the old man had once been the head of one of the Twelve Houses of Izumo. Even though he was aged and his body had declined, he would not be injured by such a disorderly slash.
Though he was physically unharmed, the old man's brows rose at Beichen Heng's words. "What did you call me?"
"Great... Grandfather." The old man's angry expression made Beichen Heng's spine tremble. This old man isn't planning to get revenge on me, is he?
Raiden, Wàngchuān Guardian, Mei knew Great-Grandfather's temperament and quickly stepped in to smooth things over.
"Great-Grandfather, he didn't mean to—"
Before she could finish, however, the old man raised a hand to stop her.
"You stay out of this for now."
Then he continued to stare sternly at Beichen Heng.
"Is Great-Grandfather something you can call me?"
"...Huh?" Beichen Heng paused. This was not what he had expected. "Um... then how should I address you, Senior?"
The old man stared at Beichen Heng, pondered for a moment, and was about to give his name when he suddenly frowned again.
He thought the boy before him looked somewhat familiar. After a moment, his lips moved.
"What is your relationship with that girl from the Beichen Clan?"
Noticing the confusion