At the marquis' manor, a man quietly sat before the study table. His phoenix eyes were slanted and flirtatious. After leaning back lazily, half of his robe was open as his purple robe was gently raised by the gentle breeze. His attitude was domineering as he coldly glanced at the guard who was kneeling on the ground. "Have all of you still not found the person I ask you to look for?"
"Marquis." The guard's back had already long been drenched. Cold wind swished by and he could not help but shudder due to the cold. "That lady you mentioned did not have any specified looks nor surname, so I … am unable to investigate."
The man who was originally sitting down quietly slowly stood up as his voice was a little cold. "I'll give you another half month's time to find that woman. If you can't, bring back your head to meet me!"
"I understand."
The guard slowly stood back up from the ground and retreated after receiving his orders.
