Within the Nimble Gown Pavilion.
Second Miss Lu Miaohuan, holding a deep blue dress, prepared to pay.
"Lu Miaohuan, I already reserved that dress, could you pick another one?"
Just then, a fair-skinned young lady around eighteen or nineteen, with a petite figure, pressed her palm on the table and spoke indifferently.
"Zheng Yongshan, you say you reserved it and that means it's reserved? Did you pay for it?"
Second Miss Lu Miaohuan immediately frowned, her expression cold as ice, and spoke in a hostile tone.
She then turned to the shopkeeper and asked, "Shopkeeper, tell me, did she pay a deposit for this dress?"
"This..."
The shopkeeper, clearly intimidated by the question, didn't want to offend either side.
"Hmph, how many Spirit Stones? I'll pay you now!"
The young lady in the yellow dress let out a light snort.
Seeing this, Lu Miaohuan immediately knew the other party hadn't paid a deposit.