The Rat and the Stench

"Elder Night Guardian is too polite. How can we be scared? It is a great honor that you are gracing the City Lord Mansion with your glittering presence!"

Fu Xing hurriedly took two steps forward, welcoming the old man in red robes.

"If my presence is 'glittering,' then what should others call your City Lord Mansion?" The old man chuckled.

He looked around with watchful eyes. His gaze seemed to penetrate through the thick wall. He had a reminiscent expression on his face.

"It's been a long time since I last came here. How is your father? Has he quietly disappeared?"

Fu Xing smiled and said, "He is in seclusion currently, or else a little kid like me wouldn't be greeting you."

The door sentinels all around were stunned.

Even though many people there had been in the City Lord Mansion for many years, it seemed that they had never seen him before.