From among the mass of searching and probing gazes, an old man dressed in grey stepped forward and greeted, bowing formally at the waist: "This old gaffer offers his greetings, as the deputy overseer of this place. Surname Zhu. May I know how I can be of service to you Sire?"
Casting her gaze one full round, Feng Jiu retracted her eyes, looking at the overseer before her and said: "Get me a private room, where I will be able to watch the battles in the arena."
Hearing that, the deputy overseer smiled and said: "Will Sire please follow this old gaffer. The arena is further up this way." The old man led the way in front, bringing Feng Jiu to the private rooms on the second level above the arena.
"Will Sire please see if it's satisfactory?" The old man said, opening the windows before he stood on one side.
