It was afternoon tea time at Oaken Manor.
After being turned away several times, Sili Dandong finally met Qin Ran.
"Hello, Sister Dandong!"
Qin Ran rose and greeted her with great courtesy.
There was not a trace of the embarrassment he had once shown when An Rattrich Oaken had refused her on his behalf.
"Long time no see, Mr. 2567."
Sili Dandong replied with a smile.
Likewise, there was no sign of awkwardness on the nun's face after having been turned away.
The two of them truly sat like old friends who had not seen each other in years, chatting softly in a corner of the courtyard, with bursts of laughter occasionally ringing out.
That lasted until An Rattrich Oaken appeared.
The future mayoress and mistress of Oaken Manor personally pushed a small cart into the courtyard.
A long, narrow case sat atop the cart.
It was made of wood, its leather covering embroidered with neatly arranged patterns that gave the long case an antique air.
Yet what drew even more attention was what lay inside.
The moment An Rattrich Oaken appeared with the cart, Sili Dandong's gaze was firmly fixed upon it.
She stared at the case on the cart in surprise.
Even without examining it herself, she could tell how heavy the item inside was.
Just listen to that sound—
Creak, creak.
With every step the cart moved forward, its axle let out a strained groan.
"What is that?"
Sili Dandong did not ask An Rattrich Oaken. Having been stymied by the woman several times, the nun knew exactly how difficult she was to deal with.
So, she asked Qin Ran instead.
Since she did not know that those repeated refusals had come at Qin Ran's instruction, Sili Dandong believed the "amnesiac" Qin Ran was far easier to