Alone in his office, "aaaah....!" his eyes widen recalling the thing he need to do.

"the kid right...," his microexpressions went blank,

he recall just now that he needs to unseal the kid's mouth.

Xiang Monji snap his fingers and imagine usealing his mouth.

Somewhere inside the blacksmith worshop, the seal has been lifted.

{City lords Mansion, Inner kitchen}

The kitchen staff, and the head chief are busy doing their role as usual.

Xiang Monji went in, and being greeted with a warm welcome,

"Greetings to you young lord" slightly bow and put their right arm on their chest.

["Young lord? I guess it's alright. Young lord or my lord doesn't matter now."] He end up being capricious, adressing my lord or young lord is no longer a big deal for him.

["Whatever"]

When Xiang Monji was young before he reach at age of five. He was showered with praises, due to his extraordinary talent as a prodigy. And at age of five, when the people perceive that he has has a trash cultivation. People start