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Late at night, the Storm Inn suddenly came alive.
Carriage after carriage arrived.
One lavishly dressed woman after another stepped down from the carriages and hurried upstairs, their eyes filled with surprise and excitement-they had heard.
There was a big spender here tonight!
Not only was he generous, he was young, too.
Most importantly...
A nobleman!
They had heard he was a young nobleman here to compete in the South County Swordsmanship Tournament.
In an instant, the women in this particular line of work were utterly captivated.
Marriage was naturally out of the question.
But becoming a young nobleman's lover was their ultimate goal.
Of course, not every woman thought that way.
Among the seventeen women, at least three had a calculating glint in their eyes.
They, too, wore heavy makeup.
Blending in among the other women, they looked no different.
But these three women had come with a purpose-they were all surveillance operatives assigned to watch Carral and Jimte.
The operative working for Little Lion, in particular, could barely contain her excitement.
Her master was about to make a major move, and now Carral and Jimte were reacting. Moreover, the two were closely connected to Hayes, whom her master had set his sights on.
Could there be a connection?
If there was...
She would earn tremendous credit!
In an instant, the operative working for Little Lion began drawing connections.
But soon, bewilderment filled her heart.
She was not alone-the other two operatives among the women felt the same way.
Because the atmosphere inside the suite was decidedly strange-
One young man sat with twin swords laid across his knees, his expression dark.
Another young man, whose face was slightly rounder, wore a smile and greeted every woman who entered with great friendliness.
But none of the women entertained