Teahouse

By the window on the second floor, a young man was watching the lively scene below. He was playing with a whip in his hand. Suddenly, the corners of his mouth curved up. He pointed down and said, "Who is that girl?"

Emily was pushed against the wall by the crowd. The crystal stones behind her made her face beautiful. She gasped and looked at this strange scene. The people around her were cheering. She also unconsciously smiled happily. Her eyes were watery, dark, and beautiful.

There was a masked man standing on the side. He followed the direction of the pointing finger and saw Emily. He was surprised a little bit. Fortunately, the mask hid his expression, and no one noticed it.

"Go, ask around and see where she is from. It seems that she is not married." Baron waved at him.

The masked man took the order, bowed to him, and left.