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Parxia's neighbor was Dim, the only blacksmith in town. Dim, puffing on his pipe, looked at his old neighbor's expression and muttered, "Well now, what's with that face... Could it be you know something about these knights","Ollie, it's best for us servants to stay out of the affairs of the adults. But as for your worry, I don't think it's worth getting hung up on. You work in the second young master's tea garden, but it's so far from the main house, you probably don't know that the eldest and second young masters are very close! Don't worry, those feuds between rich families in opera scripts won't happen here on our estate." The middle-aged maid with a pockmarked face said with a smile.,Angel smirked, "That's awkward. If I were you, I would just turn around and leave so as not to make things even more embarrassing. If the other person calls after me, there will naturally be a follow-up."。