The Noble District, a villa.
It was a place of great prosperity, where vast wealth gathered.
Merchants secretly sent box after box of money here.
Golden coins gleamed and spun endlessly in the candlelight of night.
Louis was the master who toyed with the coins.
His smooth black hair, like a raven's wings, was tied behind his head. His lambskin-pale face was completely clean-shaven.
Beneath those slender, captivating, deep-blue icy eyes lay a profound depth.
A rhythmic knock sounded, crisp yet elegant, without a hint of noise, like a succession of graceful notes.
"Come in."
The coin spinning across his fingers was caught in his hand. Louis turned his chair and faced his desk again.
The golden door, made of precious Golden Nanmu, was pushed open. A maid with short purple hair and two buns opened it.
Her delicate little face was like a doll's, smooth and flawless. Her features were tiny and exquisite, and her large, adorable golden eyes were so striking that anyone would remember her at a glance.
Even so, several other beauties of different styles stood behind her.
Compared with the repulsive, fat merchant pigs or some of the hideously ugly, diminutive nobles,
Louis was a handsome man whose appearance pleased anyone who saw him. The maids' voices were full of flattery.
Not the slightest trace of disgust showed.
"Speak." Louis spun the coin in his hand, showing off his skill. His voice was as lovely as fine jade, light and melodious.
"After dining with His Majesty and the Empress, we were stopped by people belonging to Her Highness the Princess as soon as we came out."
A gold coin flew straight into the purple-haired maid's hand. She didn't lose her composure at the sight of money. Still fawning and speaking in a coquettish voice, she