"Tsk, defeated Yamai Diansan but didn't deliver the killing blow... he'll probably hold a grudge for a lifetime, won't he?"
Butterfly blew out a puff of smoke, sighing.
Yet Iwami Yixin's expression was much more relaxed, as if Lann's recent diatribe against 'Bushido' had not touched him at all.
"That young man has probably visited more places in his lifetime than the two of us old guys combined. Do you think he would care about the grudge of an Iwami General? I reckon he'll forget most of it once he steps out that door. He's about to leave—I have something to give him."
The gaunt old man said, walking towards the Demon Hunter.
The old woman slightly opened her mouth, watching him pull out a scroll from his bosom.
"Hey, you're not going to..."
Although Lann had already mastered the ultimate techniques of the [Iwami Style], does he really intend to give it to him now?
