Return of the Devil

Lu Zhiyu and Eva stood in the crowd and watched the brown-haired middle-aged knight pass by on the King's Road. There was an air of gravitas and dignity about him as he headed to the palace.

As the group traveled along, the crowds surged forward, trying to catch a glimpse of the legendary Holy Knights and the famed Northland Cavalry.

"Master, do you know the person at the front?" Though everyone else was watching the cavalry and the Holy Knights, Eva's focus was on Lu Zhiyu's suddenly changed facial expression.

Lu Zhiyu tilted his head and looked at Eva. "You know me very well! Did you guess by looking at my expression?"

Eva nodded. "Master is usually always smiling. However, when something is on your mind, or you are reminiscing about something from the past, you tend to have a placid expression no your face."

Lu Zhiyu wasn't too happy to hear her words. "Hmm? I smile from my heart, so it sounds I seem insincere in your opinion..."