Xu Huo set down the invitation letter; the others were visiting cards, with several young descendants of nobles wanting to stay at Rose Castle for a while.
Among the many ancient castles in the Ancient City District, Rose Castle wasn't particularly notable. Those second-generation nobles were likely not coming to see the flowers; they were interested in Madame Butterfly.
"Has Madame Butterfly said when she plans to leave?" Xu Huo asked seemingly offhandedly. Mr. Dong was now showing an attitude towards Madame Butterfly reminiscent of the fake He Pu—though there was no overt falling out, he would quibble over daily trifles.
"She will be staying here permanently," Mr. Butler obviously wasn't pleased about this matter.
Xu Huo smiled, "She won't stay for too long."
He paused, then asked, "Could I rent one or two of the props in the room on the third floor? For self-defense."
Mr. Dong responded with silence.
