Chapter 681: Even a Dog Would Kick Lanci

Saturday.

Early morning.

Batts Count's Mansion, located on the impressive golden location along the north shore of the Selina River, was built from handcrafted beige limestone and laid with blue-brown swallow-tailed tiles.

The estate's private grounds contained shaded gardens densely planted with broadleaved evergreens and a small glass greenhouse for the master and guests to enjoy exotic flowers and plants.

At this moment, in that glass greenhouse, the butler was holding a handwritten board, recording the cultivation status of precious plants.

Cautious footsteps sounded from behind.

But he still didn't turn around, focusing on the task at hand.

"Hey, butler, are you going to join us to watch the Platinum Level Card Maker competition at noon?"

Christina asked Rocky, patting him on the back.

Today at eleven a.m., the examination for the Eastern Region's Platinum Level Card Makers would begin.

The first round, which was the longest, would last until nine p.m.