On the way there, Malin had already imagined at least two hundred ways for old Hagelberry to die, but upon arriving at the old man's mansion, he realized that things were different from what he had thought—gosh, all the distinguished Dukes of the Northern Kingdom had turned up, and there were quite a few powerful Earls as well, with hundreds of people following old Hagelberry to welcome Malin's arrival.
At this moment, Malin finally understood and could only offer a wry smile as he stepped forward to shake hands with this cunning fox: "This fishing hook of yours is not bad; it even managed to reel me in."
"I think if I invited you over for a meeting, you definitely wouldn't have come," said old Hagelberry with a smile on his face, reaching out for a warm handshake with Malin.
Sure enough, with Malin's temperament, how could he possibly want to have a discussion with these fellows—he was a Southern Duke and Prince, why should he deal with these ambiguous Northerners at all.
