Stepping out of the Maybach, an elderly man returned before the grand mansion of the Toyokawa Family. His aged countenance possessed an innate dignity that brooked no insolence.
His short, salt-and-pepper hair was neatly combed back, every single strand radiating strict discipline and self-control. He wore a well-tailored dark suit, his tie knotted meticulously, while the wristwatch occasionally glimpsed at his cuff was understated yet exquisite. Toyokawa Sadaji had just concluded a busy day of official business, his mind revolving around various arrangements for the corporation's future. His stride was steady and powerful as he walked, each step carrying an unquestionable sense of authority.
Yet, upon stepping into the front courtyard, his gaze was arrested by a figure standing within the pavilion. It was a young man attired in a luxurious, slim-cut chestnut-brown suit, leaning with effortless grace against the pavilion railing. His features were refined, his brows etched with a striking, self-confident coldness and arrogance. His eyes were fixed directly upon Toyokawa Sadaji, as though he had long anticipated his arrival.
Chapter 136