How did you find me?

"Yes, Give me the advanced books now!"

"Huh?" The receptionist had his jaw drop at this response, baffled out of his mind.

"Y-Young M-Master, you must be joking, right?" He asked with a stammering voice, expecting this to be a joke.

He couldn't believe that reading all these books in less than 2 hours was possible. His mind just refused to accept this fact.

"Huh? Why do you think I'm joking? If I say that I've read them then I mean it!" Ashen answered in a threatening tone.

He was making it clear to the receptionist that there was no need for him to lie.

"B-But Young Master, I can't give you the advanced books before making sure that you've read the previous books and aren't just playing with the pavilion" The receptionist reported with a respectful bow, fear visible in his voice.

Ashen was annoyed to hear his reply as he thought internally: "Why is borrowing some books so tiresome? Can't he just give me the books if I ask for them?"