Seeing Gong Qianjue, the manager was obviously stunned. This was his first time meeting this person.
But he was no stranger to Gong Qianjue.
"Your Excellency's visit is too far away to welcome you."
Gong Qianjue nodded and followed the steward to the mansion.
Along the way, the stewards treated Gong Qianjue with great courtesy, "Sir, you are here today..."
"Have you seen me?" Gong Qianjue said nothing, but drew an outline with his fingertips in front of the big steward. A line of fonts immediately flashed up, but disappeared within a few seconds.
The chief steward was shocked, "Sir, you..." He didn't even ask for the words "can't speak."
"Losing the ability to speak does not mean that you cannot communicate." It is true that he cannot speak, but not forever.
The chief steward soothed his mind. How could such a person be unable to speak?
"No." The manager shook his head. He is a middle-aged man who has been working in the City Lord's Mansion for many years. Over the years, many people have come to the City Lord's Mansion, so he is naturally well-informed.
"But you don't need to worry. Although this is my first time meeting you, I have seen your portrait in the city lord's bedroom many years ago, so I am not surprised to see you today."
So that’s it.
"Your Excellency, have you come to see the city lord?" The steward knew that generally only the city lord's friends would leave portraits. This is a little habit of the city lord.
"Um."
"I'm afraid you will run away this time."
"Um?"
"The city lord has not returned for several years."
How many years?
"The city lord disappeared three years ago and has never come back since."
Gong Qianjue asked as he walked, "Your city lord has disappeared, aren't you worried?"
"The city lord has always been like this. It has been like this for many years. We have long been used to it. To be honest, I have been working in the mansion for many years and I have met the city lord only a handful of times."
"After all these years, this bad habit has not changed."
The chief steward smiled and said, "Your Excellency, since the city lord is not in the mansion, how long do you plan to stay?"
"Undecided at the moment."
"Your Excellency came to the City Lord's Mansion for..."
"Do I need to tell you my purpose?" As he spoke, Gong Qianjue's tone couldn't help but become a little colder.
The big steward smiled.
"The city lord is not here, so Mr. Feng will be in charge of the affairs in the city lord's mansion for the time being."
"Master Feng?"
"He is a person appointed by the city lord. He only came to the mansion three years ago. He doesn't go out much on weekdays and has few opportunities to show his face. He is relatively low-key."
"Have you seen that man?"
"I've seen them before, but just like the city lord, there are only a handful of them."
Gong Qianjue sneered, "That person is really similar to the city lord in his behavior."
At night, Lan Shengxue hid on the roof of the city lord's palace. She was looking forward to it when she saw a group of people coming from not far away. The leader...
Why does she feel so familiar?
Those eyes are really familiar.
Lan Shengxue had an idea flash in his mind!
Those eyes like peach petals, that noble temperament, that handsome and upright figure, who else could he be if he wasn't that beggar?
Lan Shengxue was really shocked when she saw that person who looked like a jade tree standing in the wind.
It turns out that after taking off his beggar clothes, he is still a bit handsome.
Sure enough, people depend on their clothes.
But, why did he come to the City Lord's Mansion? And in this way, he walked at the front, and the person next to him should be a steward, who seemed to respect him very much.
Lan Shengxue’s heart sank!
The person who can make people in the City Lord's Mansion stand in awe of him must have an unusual status.