Two maids, both wearing yellowish linen head scarves, were working while whispering to each other.,Horses neighed and hooves drummed as the knight came to a halt at the entrance of the tea plantation, removing his helmet.,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."。