The youth's grayish-green eyes swept across the two maids. He directly bypassed Ollie, focusing his gaze on the middle-aged maid.,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",Angel shrugged, a smirk playing on her lips: "I don't know. I just figure it gives me more control."。