Adrian saw a middle-aged man who sported elegantly arched brows and bright blue eyes. There was also a golden hairpin on his head that quivered slightly with each movement he made. Adrian did not know the guy, but he could tell the latter was a polite person. Even if they were foes, courtesy seemed to be the order of the day.

"I'm honored that you have come down here to welcome me, Mr. Urias. However, I'm not here for a social visit. I'm just here to ask a few questions," Adrian said as he went for a handshake.

Claude was surprised. Adrian had never seen Urias, yet he recognized the person at a glance. He stood behind Adrian, remaining silent.

With a smile on his face, Urias shook Adrian’s hand and said, "I apologize on my apprentice's behalf, Mr. Adrian. He can be quite unruly at times. Today's encounter will serve as a valuable lesson for him."

Adrian’s brows went up. 'Rather than blaming me, he's surprisingly understanding,’ he thought. However, he refused to believe this and wa