[ Seimei stands still, waiting for Zhou Zishu's judgment almost like a show dog frozen in a pose, looking back at the critical eyes with a patient ease. And then Zhou Zishu asks his question and Seimei bows low, arms clasped together in front of him at his waist happily. ]
Ah, thank you! What are you offering? I'm sure we can come to an agreement.
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Ah, thank you! What are you offering? I'm sure we can come to an agreement.