Olivia descended the stairs, and Bozi stepped forward with a slight bow, embodying the demeanor of a loyal butler from an American drama. As the lady of the house glanced toward Chen Ke and Li Moyang, Bozi introduced them at the appropriate moment.
"This is Li Moyang, who has come from the Fei Huang Republic, and by his side is his bodyguard," Bozi said with utmost respect.
The hall was very quiet. Olivia's gaze briefly flitted over Li Moyang, then shifted onto Chen Ke. Her expression, initially icy and haughty, softened slightly with a small smile when looking at Chen Ke.
"A bodyguard? You must have another reason for letting this bodyguard enter the manor," Olivia said in a thick Ireland accent, her cheeks rosy, her skin fair, and her face dotted with freckles.
"It is all my fault, Lady Olivia," Bozi bowed even lower.
"I won't go anywhere without my bodyguard," Li Moyang said at that moment.
