"Yes, Lord," he said excitedly to Cain, "Master, I have checked Zhao Gongming as you asked. I heard that he and Frey's father, one white and one black, are both figures that cannot be ignored, yes. And at a young age, the two of them have already covered the sky and the sun on the black and white road, turned their hands into clouds, and turned their hands into rain, yes!"
Cain raised his eyebrows, and his voice sounded quite sulky: "What did you say?! The two of them turned the tables?!"
Before he finished speaking, "Yes, Lord" immediately blushed and shouted: "No, no, no, no, no! It's 'Turn your hands to make clouds, turn your hands to make rain', that's right!" After saying that, he muttered in a low voice, "Master, how can you be so impure..."
Cain then realized what he had said and turned away to look out the window in embarrassment.