"It looks like my luck is good, now, I'm back." Fugen nodded, there was some guilt in his eyes, but from his demeanor and tone, it seemed the primarch of the Emperor's sons who once pursued perfection has returned: "Can you tell me exactly what happened? Father?"
The Emperor's gaze flashed with many memories, he finally nodded, and told Fugen the cause and effect of the matter, as well as Laine's existence: "He is the last gift Macado left for me."
"Hello, my brother." Fugen shook hands with Laine, the silver-haired handsome man exhibited perfect manners and conduct, with a faint gratitude on his face: "I don't want to say much, I will prove everything with my actions."
"Then I'm looking forward to it, brother." Laine smiled, in front of Fugen's perfect poise, Laine's demeanor seemed somewhat unnatural, unlike Angerong and Kiliman, this brother seemed inherently not easy to feel close to.
