While eating roasted chicken, Chen Biaozi said to He Boge and Wei Taiqiang: "Do you know? Those beauties are a kind of social resource. If you can't consume it, it's better to let those fucks be consumed. At least they will give you a lot of money. If you occupy these beauties, they will not bring you benefits. I advise you to think clearly."

"Not now, Mr. Viscount is busy."

"Okay, let's wait," said Kanoll.

At this time, Kanoll heard a loud voice from the kitchen. In order to pass the test, he went to see what happened in this important part of the hotel. It turned out that the kitchen apprentice who delivered the food came back half-deadly. At the turn of the road, he was caught by four people and asked him about his purpose of going out for a walk in the evening. The guy said that he was delivering supper to the lady in the lonely house, and the group stripped him of his softness.

Hat, white top and apron. The youngest of the four men put on clothes that illustrate his professional characteristics, replaced the kitchen apprentice with a wicker basket on his head, and delivered food to the little house. Ten minutes later, he returned and whispered to the person who was the leader for a while. So he handed the clothes, hat and apron to the apprentice, put the basket on his head and kicked him from behind, asking him to get out of the way he should go.

The poor Xueli dared not expect anything anymore. He ran away with his head in his arms and was so scared that he died when he ran back to the door of the hotel. He fell to the ground and people just helped him up.

Everyone was very confused about the dangers of the primary apprentice, except Karnol. However, since he did not want to explain the reasons at all, he asked the shop owner, the male servant, the maid, the chef and the kitchen apprentice to guess and infer in the fog that he would think whatever he wanted. Karnol went upstairs to find the Viscount, but thought that the first time he asked Castolan to convey his wish to see him was rejected. If he still took the steps just now, he would inevitably be rejected again. So he pushed open the door without hesitation and walked in.

A table illuminated by light was set up in the middle of the living room, and two pairs of tableware were placed on it. Just wait for the dishes to be served, and it was all ready.

When Karnor saw two pairs of tableware, he seemed to have received a sign of happiness from it.

However, when Viscount saw him, he suddenly stood up. It was obvious that his visit surprised Viscount: the other dishware was not prepared for him as he thought.

"Can I know, Mr. Baron," asked the Viscount, politely approaching him, "what new situation has come to me that makes it an honor to see your visit?"

Karnol was a little surprised by this unenthusiastic reception and replied, "Oh, the situation is normal. I am hungry, and I think you are hungry too. You are alone, and I am alone, and I want to be honored to invite you to dinner with me."

Viscount looked at Kanol with obvious distrust, and seemed to feel a little embarrassed and unable to reply.

"I guarantee my reputation!" Karnol smiled, "It seems that I made you feel scared. Do you still wear the four-type skill badge knight? People want you to worship the clergy, or your respectable family has raised you in their fear of the Karnol family? Hello, okay! I just want you to have a meal with me for a while."

"It's not OK to go downstairs to your place, Baron."

"Okay, I won't go downstairs to my place, since I've come to you..."

"Not even, sir. I'm waiting for someone."

These words surprised Karnor.

"Ah! Are you waiting for someone?" he asked.

"Yes."

"Oh," Kanoll said for a moment of silence, "To be honest, I almost really want you to let me continue on the road. No matter what dangers you encounter, it is better than staying here bored. However, due to your persuasion, you have helped me after all, and I think it is still appropriate to express my gratitude to you."

The young man blushed and approached Kanore and said in a trembling voice: "I'm sorry, sir, I know that I'm very rude. Therefore, if there is not something important and the matter at home should be discussed with the people I'm waiting for, then it is my honor and joy to have you there, although..."

"Oh!" said Kanoll, "You don't have to say more, I decided not to scratch you anymore."

"Although," the young man continued, "we met by chance, although it was a brief relationship..."

"Why?" asked Karnol, "on the contrary, this method can lead to a long and sincere friendship. What you think is caused by accident is actually a clever arrangement of God's will."

"God will, sir," said the Viscount, "and I want me to leave here in two hours, and it is very likely that I will go against you. You show friendship to me very friendly, I cannot accept it. Please understand my regret, but I appreciate the value of this friendship."

"Seriously," said Kanoll, "You are such a weird boy. Your kind passion first reminds me of something beyond your character. But in the end, it seems that you did it on purpose. Indeed, I have no right to demand anything, because I am your benefactor, you have done a lot to me, and I have no right to expect more from a stranger. But in fact, Viscount, it also cost me the price, and it is not my habit to play one-pieces."

In fact, despite Karnol's words, and despite his determination to pull away, he did not leave, as if there was something he did not realize that kept him still. He felt irresistible to be attracted by the Viscount. But the Viscount approached Karnol with a charming smile.

"Sir," he said, reaching out his hand, "no matter how short the time we met, but be sure, I am happy that I have done a little bit of a little for you."

Karnol only thought of compliments, and he grabbed the Viscount's outstretched hand. However, the Viscount's hand did not respond to his friendly clench with only strong hands, but shook back lukewarmly. Karnol understood the meaning of a kind word tolerated, and he also understood that the Viscount signaled him to leave, because he really wanted him to leave, so he couldn't help but feel depressed, especially confused. While thinking, he pulled out and walked out.

When Canor walked out the door, he saw the old servant of the Viscount smiling and took the light from the Viscount.

He politely sent Canor to the room downstairs, and then the old servant walked upstairs again, seeing that the Viscount was still waiting for him on the stairs.

"What did he do?" asked the Viscount in a low voice.

"I think he decided to have dinner alone," said the old servant.

"Then, he won't go upstairs."

"I hope at least that."

"Go and hire horses, Pompe, you must hurry up." Viscount Qing'er listened and said, "What's the sound?"

"It seems to be Sakio's voice."

"And Kanore's voice."

"It seems like they are arguing."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!