81 A Pleasure Serving With All Of You (2/2)

As Rin calmly gave her blessings to the governor and his wife, from a distance on the cliff stood An Sun and Manchu – quietly watching Rin from the very beginning.

”He's quite an interesting fellow.” Manchu's eyes glistened with amusement.

Glancing at Rin's small kneeling figure, Manchu lightly shakes his head and sighs.

”Although he's a little too soft in my opinion. I'm guessing he's weeping over there right now.”

Noticing that the man beside him wasn't speaking, Manchu glances to the side to see An Sun's expression. From the beginning, his expression was cold and aloof with crossed arms – those cold gray eyes of his calmly examining the small boy ahead.

An Sun's pale and smooth, jade-like skin and chiseled features blended in beautifully with the frosty surroundings. Unlike his luminous skin, the man's eyes contrasted strikingly, causing one to freeze under his gaze.

To be honest, even Manchu was surprised when An Sun considered having the young boy join them. Although growing up with him for the past ten years, Manchu learned to never be surprised when it involved the young man.

Unfolding his arms and turning around, An Sun leisurely begins to walk away.

”When he's done, crying like a baby over there, tell him that we're leaving. I won't be so kind to patiently wait for him.”

Chuckling, Manchu nods his head in the man's direction. Shifting his gaze back toward Rin, Manchu patiently awaits for Rin to finish.

…

Having been told by Manchu, it was time for them to leave. Rin remained calm as she stared at the graves one more time before departing away.

Arriving to see An Sun and his men mounted on their horses, Rin's clear eyes scanned her surroundings.

Men in armor effortlessly loaded carriages filled with weapons, hay, and sacks of food onto the wooden carriages.

Rin observed the men as they loaded the carriages with more supplies and resources, lightly coughing on the side as she waited for them to finish.

Feeling a faint noise in the corner of her ears, Rin turns in the direction of the familiar sound of a horse's hooves walking past her.

Seeing as a dark gallant horse stopped in front of her, Rin quietly looks up to see the towering figure of An Sun who was suited in full armor – his gray concealed eyes looking down at her with a gaze colder than frost.

”Aren't you getting a horse? Or do you wish to walk?” An Sun's deep, husky voice laced with menace spoke.

”My apologies, my Lord. I'll go mount immediately.”

Quietly walking away, An Sun watches as the frail cloaked figure makes their way toward the back, her eyes slowly observing each man and their horse before landing eyes on a milk colored horse that was unmounted, unlike the rest.

Walking in its direction, Rin stares at the horse for a brief moment. Her white, frail hands gently caressing its side. After a few moments, Rin brushes the horse and mounts onto it effortlessly.

Watching as Rin mounted easily onto the horse, An Sun turns and ushers his horse away with his usual cold, blank expression.