"May I ask whom you're looking for?"
A middle-aged steward, upon seeing the young Su Chengyu, promptly approached him with a polite greeting.
Although there was a basic respect in his words, Su Chengyu could see the disdain the steward held toward him as a youth.
Su Chengyu did not take offense and quietly said, "Prince Jue."
"Do you have an appointment?".
"No."
Su Chengyu spoke quite directly; his visit this time was indeed unexpected, and he had not made an appointment with Zhao Shijue in advance.
"Without an appointment, I'm afraid it might be inconvenient at the moment, as Prince Jue is currently…"
"My surname is Su."
"Su? A distinguished guest of the Su Clan?"
"No."
The steward's eyebrows furrowed as something occurred to him, and he began to speak tremulously, "Could it be, the newly appointed Emissary of the Demon Slayer Bureau, Lord Tian Heng?"
"Yes."
"I didn't recognize Taishan; I beg the Saint Envoy not to take it to heart!"
