After the ball ended, Qatar was in no hurry to leave. Instead, he seemed full of excitement. He told Ang that a noblewoman had invited him over as a guest. At first, Ang did not think much of it and assumed it was an ordinary social visit. But after Qatar casually dropped a few hints, Ang gradually realized that this "visit" seemed far less simple than he had imagined.
Along the way, Ang was filled with doubts. "What kind of visit could there be this late at night?" He could not help subtly probing Qatar for information. Qatar smiled, raised an eyebrow, and wore an expression of mutual understanding, hinting that it was indeed exactly what Ang thought—a visit involving some sort of "special activity." Ang was startled. No wonder Qatar had often disappeared at night lately. So that was why.
Though Qatar was clearly excited, Ang had little interest in joining such "social activities." After hesitating for a moment, he finally told Qatar, "I'd better not go. Have fun by yourself." With that, Ang got out of the carriage midway through the journey. Qatar looked at him regretfully, as though Ang had missed out on some rare "pleasure," a meaningful smile still lingering on his lips.
After getting out of the carriage, Ang took a deep breath and watched the vehicle gradually vanish into the night. He felt a wave of relief. He did not reject the nobles' way of life, but such indulgence was not what he sought. Ang hailed another carriage and returned to the inn where he was staying.
Early the next morning, Qatar returned to the inn in high spirits. The moment he saw Ang, he could not wait to share the "details" of the previous night. Qatar vividly described the noblewoman's luxurious residence, exquisite