Hao Xuan took his time walking up the stone path. His mind was riddled with questions and theories about this creature's identity and if it was even possible to negotiate with it.
He was so lost in thought that by the time he came to the stone path had come to an end and Hao Xuan found himself standing at the top.
There was a person sitting on an elegantly designed white chair with their back to him. They were staring at the sunset and even when he made his presence known they did not react.
They had flowing golden hair that almost reached the floor. From what little Hao Xuan could see their figure was relatively small and dainty as compared to him.
Hao Xuan cleared his throat, not dwelling on minor details that did not matter in the long term.
"I am Hao Xuan," he introduced himself before realizing that it was probably a moot point, "But I guess you already knew that, being one of the bosses and all."