The young boy straightened his back. He could already envision himself as a member of this palace in the future, and he felt his pride swell as he imagined the respect and jealousy others would feel when looking at him in the future.
The guards could easily understand the thoughts of the boy. He was young and unable to hide his emotions, and many had the same aim as him; many wished to climb onto Jiang Yao's leg.
The guards did not take him very seriously as they knew that even if he had some sort of notice for the Seventh Demon Prince, then it would not be his highness himself who would come to pick up the letter; at most, it would be the housekeeper.
Even so, they did not shatter the boy's dreams as they understood his wish to get stronger, and they also respected that he had seen their master as the most capable of making him achieve his goals in the future. At least he had good taste, and picked their master over the Fourth Demon Prince.