The butler walked up to Huo Yao and looked at the ground behind her. After he inhaled deeply, his voice sounded even colder than before. "Didn't I give you a pair of slippers? Why didn't you change into them?"
Didn't she know it was basic courtesy to change into slippers when she was a guest?
"I don't like slippers," answered Huo Yao mildly.
The butler rubbed his forehead. He did his utmost to suppress his fury before he put down his hand and said, "Don't you have any manners to speak of?"
Huo Yao tilted her head nonchalantly and looked at him profoundly with her deep eyes. Even though she did not say a word, she made the butler instantly incapable of speaking the moment he made eye contact with her.
After going quiet for a couple of seconds, he recalled his mission for this day. The butler stopped harping on the slippers and turned to enter the living room.
