"Well, goodbye, Ms. Rolle."

"Goodbye, sir, you are welcome to come again next time." Mrs. Raoul said with a smile on her cheeks.

It wasn't until Art's figure completely disappeared from sight that Mrs. Raul came back to her senses, turned around stiffly, and walked back to her bedroom from the stairs that gradually extended upward...

And her voice, which was a little different from usual, sounded in the ears of the employee girls:

"....Today, the store is closed."

"Okay, okay..." The employee girls were a little confused, but they still followed Mrs. Rolle's instructions honestly.

And when Art walked out of the store in a different outfit, Cora almost didn't recognize him.

When Art stood in front of her and called her name with a smile, she realized: "Mr. Art?"

Her tone was very uncertain, and Art picked up his walking stick, an exquisite walking stick made of unknown wood: "Continue to take me for a walk."

"Okay, Mr. Art."

...

Not long after they left, a carriage came from the other side of the street and stopped in front of Mrs. Rolle's shop.

Immediately, a well-dressed young man walked down from above.

The inverted triangle costume with a lot of padding makes him look very eye-catching.

Unlike Art's painful feeling when he saw this kind of clothing, the eyes of most civilians who saw this kind of clothing were filled with emotions such as yearning, envy, and jealousy.

When the young man raised his neck and walked in front of the store with an airy and contented pace, he found that two clerks were closing the door.

He immediately quickened his pace: "Wait a minute!"

When the two girls heard the sound, they couldn't help but froze. When they realized it was him, they stopped closing the door.

"Mr. Ivey." They nodded politely.

The man in front of them is the son of a wealthy local businessman in Red Rose, and the reason why they are so impressed by him is because this man, who seems a little not very smart even if he wears the latest fashionable clothes, has been pursuing Luo Er.

lady.

He often came to this store for various reasons, because his father was a big businessman, and as a customer, it was difficult for his wife to refuse, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that her wife had no interest in this man at all.

Not only the wife, but none of the hired girls like this so-called son of a wealthy businessman.

The days of working in Mrs. Raoul's shop also made their horizons higher and higher. Only the heirs of wealthy businessmen, at least the heirs of a noble family, could catch their eyes.

"Madam asked us to close the store." The girl on the left said, then stretched out her hand to close the door.

And this young man had no intention of giving up: "Wait a minute -"

He took a step forward and was about to rush in. He had to see the beautiful Luo Er today!

The girl on the right narrowed her eyes and suddenly said: "Mr. Yiwei, you'd better stand there and don't try to move forward. Otherwise, even if my dagger makes a cut on your neck, the Sheriff will not

They will think I am at fault."

Hearing these words, a chill ran down Yiwei's back, and he immediately stopped and took a step back, looking like some kind of funny dance.

The girl on the left seemed to be amused by Yiwei's funny actions, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly, while the girl on the right remained expressionless.

She is not only Mrs. Rolle's store employee, but also one of Mrs. Rolle's bodyguards.

After committing a crime, she was bought by Mrs. Rolle, whom she had only met once, and decided to do her best to serve Mrs. Rolle. The way Mrs. Rolle had always treated her strengthened her belief and completely

Dedicate this life to Mrs. Rolle.

Among the guards hired by Mrs. Raul, she is also the most loyal, the most fanatical, and the strongest - the loyal Sheila.

Yiwei, who had heard the other party's deeds, fully understood that what the other party said was not false. The seemingly ordinary girl in front of him had already killed dozens of people who wanted to disrespect Mrs. Luo Er with the dagger in her hand.

The almost solid hostility made Iwei feel cold in his heart. He forced a smile and said, "I just want to see Mrs. Raoul. I need a new set of clothes."

"Mrs. Raoul said that the store will be closed today." The girl slowly put down her palm and the dagger disappeared in her hand. She glanced disdainfully at the young man who was pretending to smile and said, "Closed."

After saying that, she put her hands on the door and gestured to the other girl next to her. However, at this moment, her hands suddenly stopped and she said to Yiwei who was still standing outside the door: "Today

The business made Madam feel very bad and closed the business."

She specifically emphasized the part about "being in a bad mood" and then closed the door.

"Are you in a bad mood?" Yiwei looked at the store door being closed, his face a little ugly, "Why are you in a bad mood? Who made my Luo Er feel in a bad mood?"

The other person was not in front of him, and his address was very casual and full of possessiveness.

Then, he turned around.

"Charlie, find out who has been here today." He looked very angry, "and tell me."

After saying that, he walked onto the carriage.

His servant, Charlie, who looked to be sixty years old, nodded respectfully: "I understand, Master Ewe."

With a slight pull on the reins, the horse pulled the carriage and began to move forward.

As for Yiwei, who was sitting in the carriage, the emotion directly expressed on his face had long since disappeared, leaving only a look of indifference:

"You're stupid, you want to lure me into fighting with other people? Am I acting too much like a fool?"

A trace of contempt flashed in his eyes: "A mere incompetent person."

In his palm, a light green energy like cotton wool emerged, entwining between his fingers, like a living thing.

This young master Yiwei, who has always been an incompetent fool in the eyes of everyone, is suddenly an extraordinary person.

Through the curtain, he looked at the scenery outside the carriage and remembered the conversation with his father——

"Yiwei, you go and pursue Mrs. Raoul."

"What? Mrs. Rolle? How is this possible? Don't you know, she is just..."

"That's why you just need to show that you are pursuing her. You can't pursue her, and no one can do it."

"Besides, you'd better act stupid..."

"Why? I..."

"For you to survive and not die here."

"......I see."

Thinking of his father's eyes, Yiwei took a deep breath, lowered his head, and whispered: "Let the person who is looking for information make a louder noise. If you find someone, you must not cause trouble. Just tell me after you get the information."

..."

The servant Charlie, who was sitting in the driver's seat, heard this low voice and whispered back: "Understood."

As someone who had grown up with Master Yiwei, he clearly understood that the young master was just pretending. How could the real young master be confused by a woman, even though that woman was indeed very attractive.

The wheels rolled on the smooth road and left the street.

And some noisy wheels frightened away a crow.

...

"...Mr. Art, Mr. Art?" Cora said with a confused voice, "Are you sure you don't need me anymore?"

Art smiled and touched her head gently: "Yes, child, you can leave."

He placed four copper coins in the small palms.

"Four...Sir, these..."

"This is the reward you deserve." Art gently tapped the delicate cane and turned to leave.

"This..." Korra was a little happy and a little disappointed. She was happy that this employer was very generous, but she was disappointed that the other party might be a distinguished person.

And Art just walked forward with his cane, slowly disappearing from Korra's sight.

...

Art just held his black cane and walked around the streets, observing the situation in the town.

As time went by, there were already many people on the street, and Art's unique dress was very eye-catching, attracting everyone's attention to him.

Art pressed the brim of his hat and kept walking.

After crossing a street, his figure disappeared around the corner.

After his figure disappeared, more than ten seconds later, a person looked around and walked quickly to the corner.

His eyes roamed back and forth, looking for the target, but the target was not in the street in front of him.

Where did it go?

And at this moment, he suddenly heard a voice from behind: "What are you looking for? Do you need my help?"

Who!

The man turned his head impatiently, and when he saw the man's appearance, he couldn't help but take two steps back.

"How, how..."

Art smiled and lowered the brim of his hat, with a smile on his face: "Aren't you looking for me? Can you tell me the reason why you followed me? If the reason is good, I might give up charging you with the sheriff."
To be continued...