At this level, it was no longer plausible to merely call it a "rumor"; Charlotte didn't believe it lacked instigation from others.
Sebastian glanced at the group of students indifferently.
His gaze was calm, yet the moment he looked at those students, a chilling terror rose in their hearts—the pressure that stemmed from the soul made them subconsciously stop their chatter.
"Cough, Lord Sebastian, this is the Royal Family's library."
The library director cleared his throat as a reminder.
"Sorry, Lord Director, I particularly hate it when others spread rumors about my master," replied Sebastian with a smile.
However, that smile was somewhat cold.
The director said helplessly,
"I'm really sorry, but, please, don't stoop to their level. They are just ordinary students who probably heard some messy rumors somewhere."
