Conscious of being the only outsider at the scene, Fujimura wished he could shrink himself into a ball, the smaller the better; the less noticeable, the better!
In fact, Saito Dosan had completely forgotten about Fujimura at this moment.
He looked at Ah Xiu with a complex gaze of pain, guilt, and deep longing.
There was no swagger of eating meat in front of the Bodhisattva at this moment.
The meat skewer in the [Mino Viper]'s hand fell into the bonfire in his daze, and he stumbled over the flames, pacing across the tatami with a 'teng teng teng' to stand in front of Ah Xiu.
A posture of wanting to touch but not daring to, fearing it's just an illusion.
Thus, he could only tentatively, slowly extend his finger, touching a small part of the sheath of the short knife, where the sharp word 'Xiu' was engraved.
His fingertips caressed the golden crystal blade surface.
