Mu Tie walked in with a dark expression. Without even look at the visitors, he said in a cold voice, "Which lord wishes to see me in person? This better be important. Do you not know how busy the First Bureau is?"
Su Wenmao winked at his colleague. Actually, Mu Tie was aware who came and was only putting on an act, pretending to just notice Su Wenmao’s hint. He turned around suspiciously and saw the young man.
"You are?" Mu Tie frowned and took a step forward. Suddenly, with a shocked expression, he fluidly knelt down on one knee. "Lord Commissioner, Mu Tie at your service!"
Fan Xian showed no expression; he had no intention of playing along.
In a cheerful voice, Mu Tie said, "Sir, why didn’t you tell us you were dropping by today? Now that we made you wait outside, it reflects poorly on us."