Alaric's car drove smoothly to the Lewis family's palace, and after arriving there, he immediately stepped into the West Wing where he was staying.
"Sir, Lady Portia asked that you join us in the dining room after you return. We have guests staying at the East Wing." The butler welcomed him at the door. "It seems they are good friends of Master."
"Thank you, Butler Han, I'll be there."
Alaric wasn't into crowds or small talks, but he understood that Portia and Ned were trying to meet as many people from the Alchemists clan as possible to channel support for him when he stepped forward as the candidate for the clan leader position.
In order to appreciate the efforts of his adoptive parents, he certainly wouldn't mind simply attending and meeting these people. Not to mention, they were the ones in charge of all communication with these people anyway.