A group of people, with servants ahead and behind, proceeded into the mansion. The elderly woman felt quite uneasy at this moment, but since the other's manner was so courteous, she couldn't say much else and followed the rugged man into the mansion.
"I am An Xiong. My abilities are meager, but I was fortunate enough to have the King's favor, granting me the position of the Yan City Lord. Since you, Senior, have come all the way from the Ancient Wilderness Country, if there is anything this junior can do to assist, I will do my utmost."
Upon hearing this, the elderly woman's eyebrows slightly furrowed, and she turned her head to look at An Xiong, who towered half a body height above her. She saw that his eyes were full of respect, with no other intentions hidden within. Only then did her expression slightly soften; she personally detested people probing into her origins.
