Knowing his targets
Matt tended to show up doing exercises every morning, and the nobles who lived around here today decided to come out to greet him.
So, as he walked past in front of a huge mansion, two high-ranking people, not too old, came out.
"Young sir, are you bored much in the city?" they asked, smiling.
Matt stopped and greeted them, "Greetings, Seniors. That's right. It's not very common for me to be in such a lonely city, so I clear my mind in the mornings by exercising."
"My name is Carl Wright; sorry for the late introduction, seniors." Matt replied.
His words and the bearing of his greeting surprised them. They didn't expect that in a young man like this. They tend to be more arrogant and look down on everyone.
'Although he is wearing sports clothes, he still has the elegance imbued in his bones. He is a true nobleman.' They thought.
Still, they soon frowned.