"Steward, let me give it a try!"
The sudden voice made the anxious Steward freeze.
He turned to look, and his expression changed drastically, as if he had seen something that shouldn't be there. "You, you, you... When did you get back?"
"Heh heh, just got back!"
The newcomer grinned, revealing a mouth full of white teeth.
Those teeth were too white, far too white!
So white it was unsettling, almost whiter than snow.
Hong Yu watched the man's sudden appearance in surprise, unable to stop himself from raising an eyebrow. "Hm?"
The aura coming from this person made him feel very uncomfortable.
It was a discomfort that came from deep within, like the revulsion light feels for darkness.
'This person is strong!'
A sliver of understanding dawned in Hong Yu's mind.
The Steward seemed to recognize the man—in fact, he seemed to know him very well.
