[such a nice bow! Cao Pi decides to honor his respectfulness and give him a customary bow of his own, placing his fist against his palm over his heart.]

If you're ready, Master Edgeworth...

[he slides the door open and steps in, grateful for this time of the morning - not a lot of people seem inclined to train so early. They have a practice hall to themselves.]

It occurs to me I've only drawn my swords once in the time I've been here. This should be entertaining, at least.