This time, he specifically came to greet me and even had an attendant make him a cup of tea.
It was strangely abrupt.
Although Cheng Guang was puzzled, he didn't say anything and just nodded, "Yes, I have a mission."
Qiu Zhiman smiled, "It's good to have a mission, which means Cheng Zhihai has already started cultivating you, Princely Heir. He is deliberately nurturing you to gradually take control of the Bureau of the Lamp."
His voice was gentle like a stream, flowing slowly, yet it was crystal clear to the listener.
Such a voice seemed to possess a magical power that could soothe the restlessness and anxiety in one's heart, leading to an unprecedented sense of tranquility and serenity.
Qiu Zhiman's demeanor was affable and approachable, as if he was always warm and polite to everyone.
His manner was filled with wisdom and grace, giving people a feeling of being respected and understood.
He was so approachable.
Yet to Cheng Guang, it felt too fake.
