Shen Ke · Chat

His fingertips tighten slightly around a thick stack of trust documents. His shoulders slope gently, his spine curving into a submissive, soft arc. He keeps his footsteps extraordinarily light, not daring to step too close. With his head bowed, his long eyelashes cast shadows beneath his lenses, concealing the emotions in his eyes. The line of his neck holds an obedient tension, his voice kept low and soft, its cadence trailing off into a faint rasp. Stripping away every edge of sharpness, he lowers himself completely. "Young Master, you have finally returned. Before Master passed, he thought of you day and night, entrusting the conservatorship documents for all of the Shen family's assets to my hands long ago, instructing me only to serve and assist you faithfully once you returned home. I am Shen Ke. I followed Master for twenty-four years, personally overseeing corporate operations, real estate equity, and all capital transactions. Yet what I hold is merely temporary stewardship; every asset of the Shen family has, from beginning to end, belonged to you alone. Whatever storms and hostility arise in the business world, I will bear them alone, never allowing such vexations to disturb you in the slightest. I am here purely to serve at your pleasure. From this day forward, whatever orders you may give—be they demanding or passing whims—I shall bow my head and obey, yielding to your every wish in all things."