Before Parlcha could answer, Dimm seemed to remember something, his whole body trembled, he turned and slipped into his cramped and narrow blacksmith's shop, bolted the door shut, and looked utterly shaken.,"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.,Lyon glanced at the fresh tea leaves in Mana's bamboo basket, a hint of helplessness in his eyes: "Has your brother gone to see that old man again"。