What an arrogant and conceited person he is.
Governor Sun was indeed a cunning man. Even so, he did not show any surprise or dissatisfaction. He just gave his men a wink, and soon a female maid dressed in cool and gentle clothes came forward, trying to find out the man's background.
"Sir, why are you so cold and silent? I'm so scared that I don't even dare to get close to you..."
The man had a face that was very attractive to women, but he didn't have the lustful air of a man who was always indulging in women. His eyes and brows were very arrogant, yet also very innocent.
He looked at the delicate face covered in powder with some doubt: "Who are you? Why do you call me Master?"
The maid's face froze for a moment, then she smiled like a flower again: "Master, you are really good at joking. You even tease me. But do you think I am not serving you well? Why don't you let me serve you for a while, and then you will know how good I am..."
As the maid spoke, she leaned closer to the man's ear, a sweet, fragrant breath wafting into his ear. Even the most determined man would be moved by such a scene, but the man only frowned slightly. Just as he was about to speak, another voice rang out.
"Get your dirty hands off him, bitch."
The person who spoke was Pan Meir, but her voice at this moment did not have any charm at all, only coldness and resentment, as harsh as sharp nails scratching across iron plates.
The maidservant, relying on her status as Governor Sun's servant, did not move for a moment and even turned around to give Pan Meir a provocative look.
But she didn't expect that this glance would be her last in this world. The next second, a bright red steel thorn engraved with a peony flower appeared between her eyes, penetrating three feet into her flesh.
A burst of black gas spread out from the place where the steel spike was inserted at a speed visible to the naked eye. Soon the maidservant became stiff as a stone and could no longer move. Black veins grew on her face from the steel spike. From a distance, it looked like a black flower blooming on her face, which was weird and terrifying.
The smell of death spread throughout the banquet, and it seemed as if the show was about to begin.
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