"Sorry, Duke… I… if I did anything wrong, please punish me. Please..." Volan could no longer keep calm at this moment; she immediately knelt on the ground as she spoke.
Lathel: "…"
He glanced at Akna and whispered: "Oy! Do I look scary?
"Hm…" Akna tilted her head to look at him, then said: "No! Young master, you are very handsome, very gentle..."
Lathel heard that and couldn't believe what Akna had just said. He sighed, looked at Volan, and said: "I'm not angry; I just want to meet the owner of this place to discuss cooperation."
"Cooperate?" Volan was startled. She thought for a moment and then said: "Please wait a moment, Duke; I will call my master."
Volan quickly stood up, bowed politely, and then went out.
Lathel looked at the pile of food on the table and shook his head: "Akna, don't you eat?"
"No, Young Master. Since eating the food you cooked, I can't eat anything else." Akna bowed her head and said.
Lathel: "…"
