After thinking it over, Chen Wen finally said, "Come in."
Before long, the maid walked in. "May I ask what instructions you have, my lord?"
Chen Wen glanced at the maid. "I was wondering if I might see your chief steward or president. Just say that I have a matter to ask for help with."
This...
The maid fell silent.
Their chief steward and president were not people one could meet so easily.
After a long while, the maid took a deep breath. "May I ask whether you have an appointment, my lord, or perhaps some token of trust?"
Chen Wen shook his head. "I don't have any of those. I simply wish to request an audience."
"Of course, if you provide housing services here, that would work as well."
"My wish to meet your esteemed merchant association's president comes from the same idea."
The maid looked at Chen Wen, then nodded and said, "May I ask your name, my lord? This humble one can try to report it for you."
From the moment Chen Wen had learned the rules of the Inner City, she had already had some guesses.
It was not that she was especially clever; rather, this was not the first time she had seen such circumstances.
Especially the matter of Outer City disciples entering the city—for the people of the Inner City, it was hardly any secret.
So everything went without saying.
Chen Wen did not hide it. "Chen Wen."
Chen Wen?
Wasn't he the fourth person to leave a complete name on the city wall?
Good heavens.
The maid could not help secretly sucking in a breath of cold air.
But very quickly, she suppressed those odd feelings and said, "Then please wait here for a moment, my lord. This humble one will go report