The man was young, in his twenties.
He wore a white robe and had an aura around him that was cold and sharp, just like a sword.
Even his glance at Lin Fan was quick and sharp.
The guards let him in and turned their focus on Lin Fan.
"Who are you? And why are you here?" one of the guards asked.
"I have a message for Sima Liang from Lin Fan," Lin Fan said.
When the guard heard Lin Fan's name, he quickly smiled and politely asked him to wait while he checked with Sima Liang.
The guards knew how close Sima Liang was to Lin Fan, so they wouldn't want to offend a messenger from him.
"Please wait at the pavilion outside the guest room. The guest earlier is having a discussion with our family head right now."
The guard explained and led Lin Fan to the pavilion outside the guest room.
Servants then quickly brought tea and refreshments for him.
Lin Fan was curious about what the young visitor wanted.
