The blue smoke dissipated, and the pine incense had already burned out. The gold talisman on the table shone with a golden light, yet the three seated around it paid no attention to it, instead maintaining a deep and contemplative silence. After a long pause, Kaozaki Mitsuhiro finally looked at his father, Takeda Nobuhiro, bowed low, and said in a deep voice.
"Lord Nobuhiro! Your divine light has illuminated the Bodhi tree in my heart, greatly benefiting me... May Buddha protect us! I do not wish for warehouses full of gold, only for your increased fortune and longevity, so that you may continue to lead our main family forward!…"
Having said that, Kaozaki Mitsuhiro bowed again. Hearing his son's words of blessing, Takeda Nobuhiro felt some comfort in his heart, but only nodded slightly.
"Rise! There's no need for so much formality. My son, both fortune and longevity are destined, and cannot be sought after."
"Yes!…"
