"Hello, Patriarch Ximen, Young Master Ximen. How may I help you? Or is there anything you would like to convey to me?" she greeted the two according to their seniority.
Ximen Hong glanced at Alfred, who was standing beside her.
"I have... something that is important to Lady Dream Butterfly. Would it be convenient if you could..." He did not continue, but his eyes said everything. He clearly had something important to say, but he did not want to discuss it within earshot of others.
Dream Butterfly glanced at the butler.
"Alfred, please leave us for a moment."
"Yes, M'lady." Alfred politely bowed. His eyes briefly swept over the father-and-son duo, but he kept all his questions and suspicions to himself before walking out of the garden.
After Alfred disappeared behind the entrance of the garden and Ximen Hong could no longer detect him with his spiritual sense, he immediately dropped to his knees, followed by his son.
"Your Highness!"
Ximen Hong kowtowed toward Dream Butterfly.
