The steward did not seem to have thought that far ahead at all.
He looked at Xiping Chuixue with a kindly smile.
"Chuixue, long time no see."
He had only meant to exchange a pleasantry.
But Xiping Chuixue shook his head with blunt honesty.
"You're remembering wrong, Steward."
"We just saw each other this morning."
They had indeed met at Marquis Xiping's place that morning.
The steward's smile instantly froze.
For the first time, he realized something.
This child was starting to become less endearing.
He had always shown such tact.
Then, out of nowhere, he had said something so far removed from tact.
The steward genuinely had no idea how to respond.
Still, he did not take it to heart.
After all, this was a matter too trivial to be any more trivial.
He could hardly hold it against a child like Xiping Chuixue.
He steered the conversation away from it.
Xiping Chuixue asked, "Steward, what did you want to see me about?"
The steward paused thoughtfully, then answered honestly, "It's about cultivation resources."
Xiping Chuixue raised an eyebrow, but his expression remained calm.
"Whatever decision the residence makes, I have no objections."
That was probably a pointless remark.
But it did express Xiping Chuixue's stance.
However the resources were allocated,
it was ultimately Xiping Prefecture's business.
As a member of Xiping Prefecture,
all he could do was work hard to prove himself and strive to obtain more resources.
As for questioning Xiping Prefecture's unequal allocation?
Only someone with a hole in their head would do something like that.
Even servants who were not particularly bright
would never do such a thing.
They had to understand one thing.
It was only because Xiping Prefecture existed
that they could enjoy their current lives.
If they lacked even that much awareness,