"Ah, you there, peasant. I suppose it's my unfortunate duty to acknowledge your existence today. I trust you're aware that you're in the presence of greatness? Well, not that you could ever truly understand it. Anyway, proceed with whatever pitiful request or inane chatter you have, and let's get this over with."

As Redson greeted the person with disdain, he waved his hand dismissively, his lips curled into a sneer, clearly showing his contempt for the individual before him.