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After washing her hands, she headed to her room. Unfortunately, she got dragged to the blind area under the staircase.

"What are you doing, Mr. Ha?" Choi scattered a baffled look at Mr. Ha, who was giving a checking stare outside before talking.

That maid, Mr. Ma looked at Choi with raging eyes, "Do you believe them, Madam?"

Still, Choi reflected a bewildered look.

That maid stretched a letter to her, saying, "Read this if you want to know where our young master is." She left as soon as that letter landed on Choi's hand.

Confused, Choi glazed at the folded letter cautiously.

She rushed to her room, shut the door, and leaning on it, she began to read it.

That says, "43, northwest."

"Huh?" she gave the disappointed energy looking at the short keyword.

Someone knocked on the door; she was startled, crumbled that paper, and threw it under the table.

It was Kwan; he came inside, asking, "What are you doing?"

She fluttered unknowingly, "Uhm..."