Lynch had just settled in for less than half an hour when the personal attendant of the mayor of Curilan City was already waiting outside his door. After Lynch changed his clothes, he received him, though the term "receive" might not be quite appropriate here.
"Hello, Mr. Lynch, I'm Noah. I personally welcome you to Curilan City..." The attendant named Noah looked to be about thirty-three or thirty-four, very energetic, and quite handsome. He had an unmistakable aura about him.
People often say that talent and appearance are unrelated, but in reality, when looking at the entire Federation's public officials, those public figures, not one of them is ugly.
The ugliest among them merely resemble the average person, far from being considered "ugly."
From Lynch's perspective, Noah already possessed the demeanor to become the next ruling leader, at least in terms of presence, something Noah surpasses Ferrari in.
