The white pillowcase had even been adorned with beautifully styled letters spelling "Master".
Though her knowledge of foreign writing was extremely limited—she could ascertain whose handwriting it was... During the "King's Game," wasn't her face branded with the same text by that scheming woman?
"That damn woman..."
She clenched her fist, veins pulsing on her forehead, as the Godly Land true dragon felt a strong sense of defeat crawling over her.
She didn't linger for long, and quickly left the room. Just as she was about to close the door and turn away, she came face to face with the smiling maid standing three feet away.
"It's so late, does Ms. Long need anything?"
...When did she come back?
The Godly Land true dragon was taken aback internally, yet her face remained indifferent... She brushed her hair nonchalantly and said, "You'll have to ask your master about that... Oh? Didn't he tell you?"
