When Zheng Qing and Jiang Yu met Colmar, there was another guest in the reception room.
Calling it a reception room was a stretch; it was really just the former ground floor of the Sakura Tavern. But since the tavern's owner had become an Archwizard, the place had risen accordingly, and this bar—with its small liquor kitchen and several tables—had become a temporary reception room.
Colmar did not seem to have any intention of renovating it, either.
As Zheng Qing entered, the other guest in the room was making a similar suggestion to the North District Great Sage. "...This reception room is too dim. It doesn't suit your status. Have you considered moving somewhere brighter?"
Though she was indoors, the guest still wore a teal bowler hat and a dark teal trench coat with four rows of buttons. A beautiful large butterfly rested on her brim. Beneath the coat, she wore a slightly snug black midi dress, exposing a small stretch of pale calf, while a pair of white witch shoes covered her feet.
The boy instinctively lifted his gaze, avoiding that stretch of calf and settling his eyes on the butterfly atop her hat.
The butterfly gently fluttered its wings in the dim room.
Zheng Qing thought it was alive.
Compared with that eye-catching butterfly, the oversized sunglasses on the guest's face were even more conspicuous. Yet even though they concealed most of her face, Zheng Qing could still identify her from the aura she gave off.
She was none other than the mistress of Qingqiu Mansion, a Senior Councilor of the Under the Moon Council—Young Lady Su Shijun.
After hearing the guest's suggestion, the owner of Genie's Hut answered very politely:
"No, this is fine as it is."
Clearly, she did not like casually changing an environment she