[h1]Cao Cao[/h1]

[h3]Basement of an old farmhouse, West Field, Fuyuki[/h3]

Cao Cao suppressed a frown at the use of Mandarin. He knew the language, from what the Grail had imprinted into his mind, and of why the Chinese language was in the state it was now, thanks to the Manchus, but thought it ugly compared to the Chinese language of his time. Still, he couldn't fault his Master for his use of it. Mandarin might as well be the only Chinese language spoken now. Cantonese sounded even worse to Assassin's ears. 

Cao Cao nodded at Hisoka, replying in Japanese as he fell to his knees and clasped his fist in his other hand, saluting the man. 

"I hear and understand, Master. With this, the contract binding us is sealed. This War, and our respective wishes, shall be ours for the taking." He murmured quietly, before disappearing in a flash as he engaged his Presence Concealment. Assassin began to do as he was bid, searching the surrounding area for any sign of surveillance.