Dou Yu-Shun, wearing a black robe with a golden dragon pattern snaking around the outer garment, welcomed his guests courteously in his study. Two bodyguards flanked on either side. Each of them was tall, and menacing in their black suits.
"Welcome to my humble abode, Master Ye Shen, Lady Xiao Rong. Please, have a seat." Dou Yu-Shun stretched his hand out of the sleeve.
Ye Shen thought that the leader of the Six Hundred Swords gang was an old fart in his late seventies or something. However, Dou Yu-Shun was still fairly young, around thirty years old or so.
Though he looked docile and innocent, Ye Shen could smell the thick scent of blood coming from him. Dou Yu-Shun was definitely a dangerous man who had killed many to achieve his current position.
The gang leader then walked toward a table which had a plethora of pottery and art. He calmly turned on the stove, heating a kettle of water.
"Tea?" Dou Yu-Shun offered.
