Young Master

Upon hearing this, Bai Ao first glanced at Qin Rang, then at An Ying.

An Ying's white hair was combed up into a high ponytail, and her pink eyes, along with the loose, dark-patterned wool short robe, were clearly made of expensive materials.

The only garment with a material nearly identical to An Ying's is Qin Rang's, followed by his own lake-blue Vest.

"Knowing social class isn't difficult. Among us, Qin Rang and An Ying have the highest status, followed by me, Wang Ding, Sheng Qingqiao is the lowest," Bai Ao said. "You can tell just by looking at the material of your clothes; it's not hard to tell."

Qin Rang the group look at each other's clothes. Aside from the color, were there any other differences?

They all said to the Bai Ao, "I think this is still quite difficult to spot..."

As the figure in the window disappeared, the Gray-Eyed Youth turned to look at the Rabbit Plush Toy on the chair opposite him in the Garden.

The Puppet waved its hand and suddenly transformed into a black-haired boy dressed in ordinary clothes.

Bai Yang sat down, took a sip of black tea, then pushed it away in disgust. "The tea doesn't taste good at all. How can you and Moonlit Night have anything in common?"

Wang leaned back in his chair, his index finger pressed against his temple. "Xiaobai Baiyang, what are you doing here at this hour? My Instance has just started; this isn't a good time for you to come."

"Wang, I'm here to remind you, this is the Master's first World Card, you can't ruin it because of playing around," Bai Yang said. "Your background is integrated into this Weird Instance, you are definitely the protagonist this time."

Ravenhall laughed and said, "Little Xiaobai Sun, in what capacity are you admonishing me now?"

Lin Nieran's voice came from the depths of his heart. "Wang, do the right thing."

"Okay, Father~"

Lin Nieran: "... If you keep shouting like that, I'll have the Dessert Chef poison your voice."

Wang was shocked and exclaimed, "Master, you've gone too far! Fine, I understand!"

Bai Yang watched him start acting again and shook his head helplessly. "Don't get so caught up in the fun that you forget about the important stuff, or the Writer will steal your thunder."

Wang's expression changed upon hearing about the competitor.

"Rest assured, I will fulfill my Master's orders."

Bai Yang left satisfied, and transformed back into Rabbit Plush Toy.

Not long after Bai Yang left, a servant rushed over. "Young Master, the Eldest Miss wishes to see you."

"Okay." Wang stood up, casually tossing the book aside, and tossed the Little Rabbit into the grass.

When Wang arrived at the Castle's main hall, he saw many Noble Attendant standing side by side, and a long line of servants standing with their heads bowed and not uttering a sound.

The hall was dimly lit, and a soft red carpet covered the elegant long wooden table. A woman dressed in dark green, with a slender waist and a great figure, sat at the table enjoying her breakfast.

The woman was extremely beautiful, with a striking and aggressive appearance. She wore a small veil on her head, and every move she made exuded aristocratic elegance. However, the expression on her face was not exactly pleasant.

Opposite her sat a beautiful woman, equally glamorous, in a long white dress and a pink wool shawl. She looked a little younger, but her presence was in no way inferior to the woman beside her.

Wang's gaze lingered on her signature pink hair, and he knew who she was.

"Tao Yuan morning, Miss Dunn, good morning, Eldest Sister." Wang glanced at her and then lowered his head, standing in front of the long table with long, straight legs and an upright posture.

Tao Yuan nodded slightly, gracefully raised her wine glass and took a sip, concealing the deep thought and scrutiny in her eyes.

She sat here after regaining consciousness. Fortunately, this Eldest Miss didn't talk much, giving her time to compose herself and react. She had read books about etiquette from the Middle Ages and understood the details, so she hadn't made any mistakes so far, even though she had been guessing.

"This is my younger brother. He's not very worldly, and he's timid and not very presentable. Miss Dunn, please don't take offense," the Eldest Miss said with a smile.

Tao Yuan recalled the preface she had seen before entering the Instance, with the note at the bottom referring to "Young Master." Was this the person in question?

She mustered all her strength and gave a polite smile, "Not at all, I'm quite taken with the Young Master of the Rivenhall Family..."

The Eldest Miss's eyes lit up, and she pressed, "You've taken a liking to him? How about I act as your matchmaker?"

"Huh? Cough cough--" Tao Yuan choked on her saliva, covered her mouth and waved her hands repeatedly after a while, "Miss is joking, I already have someone I love, I wouldn't dare to delay the Young Master."

The Eldest Miss, however, didn't seem to care. "My younger brother is only good-looking in this one area. If you're interested, just say so."

Tao Yuan looked at the young man in front of her; he did indeed have a handsome appearance. Even when belittled like this, the smile on his face didn't change at all, as if he was used to her attitude.

"Your younger brother's name is Wang, right?"

The Eldest Miss said, "Look at you, still saying you have no such intentions, yet you know my younger brother's name."

"You flatter me, Eldest Miss. How could I not know the Young Master of Count of Ravenhall?" Having grown accustomed to the Eldest Miss's startling remarks, Tao Yuan responded with more ease. "I've long heard that the Count's family is extraordinary, and now that I see..."

She deliberately dragged out the last syllable, waiting for the Eldest Miss to respond.

As expected, the Eldest Miss replied, "It's nothing special. In our Family Clan, women can also inherit the title of Count. Didn't your Du'en Family produce a Count? You are the Eldest Miss of the Dune Family, the most beloved, and you will surely be granted the Viscount of viscount in the future."

"We women are never inferior to anyone in ability." The Eldest Miss smiled, her eyes filled with ambition. "As long as you stand by my side and help me bring down Rong En Ravenhall, I promise you will become the next Count of Dune."

"I believe that among all the nobles, you are the one who truly understands my heart, aren't you?"

Tao Yuan received a lot of information at once, her mind racing as she digested the key points.

Just then, Qin Rang and his servants came down from upstairs.

"Eldest Miss, you're being a bit too hasty. Let me consider this matter further." Tao Yuan smiled and stood up. "I've finished my meal, so I'll take my leave now."

Following behind Tao Yuan, the servants she brought from the Du'en Family also left.

The Eldest Miss glanced at Qin Rang, then at Tao Yuan who was leaving in a hurry, and the smile on her face suddenly vanished.

She snorted coldly, making no attempt to suppress her temper, and flung the silver fork in her hand at Wang.

"Hiss--"

A sharp fork pierced Wang's hand, causing him to stumble back a few steps and clutch his hand. Blood dripped from between his fingers, blooming into blood flowers on the expensive wool carpet.

He stumbled, which allowed Tao Yuan, who was eavesdropping upstairs, and Qin Rang see everything clearly.

The Eldest Miss wiped her mouth, stood up, and walked to him, her eyes filled with disdain. "You spoilsport. Even the small Family Clan of Dune, with its meager fiefdom, wouldn't want you. What use are you?"

Wang kept his head down, enduring the pain, and said, "I'm sorry."

"Alright, stop pretending to be pitiful. People will think I've done something to you." The Eldest Miss's face turned cold as she leaned closer to him and whispered, "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, your ambitions, and your little tricks. They'll never be enough for me!"