Shadowless Ghost Hand stood awkwardly at the side.
The red-haired woman looked like she was struck by lightning. "City lord, I was one of the first handmaidens to come in and serve you! You even praised my tea-making skills..."
Tea-making skills?
Lance thought about it. When he had just become the city lord of Spark City, it seemed like he had indeed recruited a group of handmaidens to serve as his servants.
But those women were always noisy and troublesome. They were supposed to be dealt with by Shadowless Ghost Hand.
Why was there one b*tch left?
Shadowless Ghost Hand received Lance's questioning gaze and said awkwardly, "The other maids have indeed been sent out of the city gate, but you once praised her tea-making skills to be pretty good, so I selfishly let her stay."
Lance remained quiet. "..."
