Xue Dili considers himself somewhat well-versed in dealings with the aristocrats of various worlds. In certain worlds, aristocrats are part of the progressive forces, while in others, they are purely the scum of the earth.

Due to different stages in the civilization process of a world, this Celestial Dragon People class is essentially impossible to eradicate—just like in a primitive slave society, if the locals want to establish aristocracy, Xue Dili would absolutely not oppose; he would wholeheartedly support it.

After all, even if feudal aristocrats are inhuman, at most they’d come up with systems like the Nine Rank Eligibility or hidden household policies, which are still better than primitive societies where humans end up on the dinner table, right?

But if a world has already reached the level of interstellar civilization and still clings to aristocratic Celestial Dragon People, Xue Dili would make those aristocrats see how much his passive trait, "Giant passionate about aristocrats," truly adores the aristocracy.

Thus, upon seeing these few people for the first time, Xue Dili knew they weren’t aristocrats.

Even the dogs of aristocrats have a lofty demeanor, let alone in a world with a caste-like system and a divinized aristocratic group?

They wouldn’t even be the servants of aristocratic households. Even for servant, they’d either be politely condescending or pure bootlickers. Their rough, gangster-like aura could only fool those kids who’ve never seen aristocrats.

"Are you the leader of the Xiao Organization?" This gangster seemed arrogant when he looked at Xue Dili. Although he was merely a gofer delivering seals for aristocratic families, he felt his status should be higher than Xue Dili’s, as if he was looking down on the twelve or thirteen-year-old boy.

Xue Dili: "..."

"What does the Alben Family want?" Xue Dili asked directly, uninterested in idle chatter.

"You..." One of the gangsters tried to speak but was immediately stopped by another.

He said directly, "We have been ordered by the Alben Family to escort Miss Alben to meet you, hoping you will join the Alben Family and work for them. This is the Patriarch’s seal."

The apparent leader, a big guy, handed the Alben Family seal to Xue Dili.

He was the most similar to an aristocratic servant among the gangsters because he was mimicking aristocrats in demeanor and speech all the time, with some resemblance. Yet, it’s only enough to fool other Xiao Organization children who haven’t met aristocrats before.

In Xue Dili’s eyes, he was like a cat in boots—only in form, lacking the condescendingly self-consciousness of real aristocratic servants; ridiculous and laughable.

Xue Dili skeptically took the letter full of flattering words, essentially praising his precocity, awakening Technique at such a young age. The Alben Family, eager for talent, is willing to marry their daughter to him, offering the chance to change his surname to Alben.

After rounds of praise, they spun a tale—trying to recruit Xue Dili into the Alben Family with empty promises.

Xue Dili: "?"

He couldn’t even be bothered with these messengers, jokingly commented to Faust: "Are your world’s aristocrats always this confident? I’m about to tear through their glove. Could be tomorrow, could be the day after, the guillotine is about to fall on their heads, yet they’re this confident?"

Faust, too, stared at the letter and the gangsters in silence.

For some reason, he felt shame himself.

It’s like a big shot claims to visit Xue Dili’s household, yet he sends not someone from his own family, but some young gangsters in novelty outfits proclaiming: "Hey kid, the big shot asked me to say something, give you a letter, and parked my flashy motorcycle at your gate!"

After speaking, they waved a flashy gesture at Xue Dili.

Xue Dili felt something like this now.

"Who is the Miss from Alben?" Xue Dili asked.

"That would be me." A younger girl walked out, looking down her nose at Xue Dili.

Before coming here, she’d been told to act arrogant, to show contempt. The more she acted like this, the less suspicion there would be.

So she tried her utmost to display her arrogance now.

Xue Dili glanced over her, instantly assessing her proportions, figure and features.

Tattoos, calloused fingers from hard labor, signs of cheap cigarette use between her fingers, plus her pelvic and body structure suggest at least five lovers...

He sighed, it was like a rogue girl who had numerous abortions coming off the flashy bike outside claiming to be the governor’s daughter.

Xue Dili was not embarrassed, but Faust already grasped his book tightly, feeling so awkward he might dig a basement beside this Divine Tree’s roots.

As the aristocratic seal couldn’t be faked, he could quickly discern all the issues.

The aristocratic family wants to recruit Xue Dili, yet the Alben Family seemingly regards it lightly, leaving it to servants.