Who?
Leading the group was the Grand Steward, who turned his head in displeasure.
They saw an elderly man approaching, wearing a straw hat, resembling an old farmer in the fields, with an ordinary appearance that wouldn't stir a ripple in a crowd.
"Haha, who I thought it was—just a stinking old man!" Xia Hou mocked with a derisive glance.
"Where did this old beggar come from, seeking death?" Long Hao was even more arrogantly shouting.
Something isn't right!
Only the experienced and knowledgeable Grand Steward sensed something ominous in his eyes.
"How dare you!" The elderly man in the straw hat slowly took it off with his hand, revealing a stern square face!
Boom!
The Grand Steward, as if struck by lightning, was so frightened that he knelt on one knee; "Minor, the Grand Steward of the Royal Family Restaurant, unaware of Lord Jiang gracing us, greets Lord Jiang..."
"Grand Steward, why are you kneeling down, isn't he just a stinking old man?" Long Hao looked puzzled.
