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"Dear distinguished guests, the Dumont family warmly welcomes you all. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Anderson, the steward of this castle."

The tall wooden door was wide open, and the well-dressed old man held his right chest with his left hand, bowed slightly, and greeted everyone.

At the front of the team, the young man with a cane took off his hat first and returned the greeting elegantly.

The two young men behind him followed suit and saluted in a very formal manner, fearing that they would break some rules if they were not careful.

Anderson's smile grew more genuine, and he felt a positive reaction to this distinguished guest. Only such courteous guests were qualified to enter the Dumont family's territory.

"Everyone, please."

[Open the copy]

【Live broadcast in progress...】

[The following will start publishing the copy task. ]

As they entered the castle, the six players received a system prompt at the same time.

The young man with the cane seemed unconcerned about the dungeon quest. He waved his hand to block the prompt. He smiled at Butler Anderson and said, "Mr. Butler, could you please take us to our rooms first? We've been traveling so long, and we'd like to rest for a while before the banquet begins."

"Of course. The six of you please follow me."

The NPCs in the dungeon drive the plot forward. If you deviate from the plot, you may lose important clues and end up being trapped in the dungeon. No one wants to fall behind, especially in this dungeon that is far beyond their capabilities.

The remaining five people were forced to follow the butler and step onto the stairs before they could even read the mission issued by the copy.

"he···"

"Shh!"

The chubby young man was interrupted by his companions, and he could only swallow the words that were on the tip of his tongue. He kept looking at the young man walking in front, and he had already made up his mind about something.

"Tada tada..." The footsteps were very light, not much louder than the sound of a cat stepping on the floor, but they still caught the man's attention.

"Mr. Butler, does your family have a cat?"

"Cat?" The butler's expression froze for a moment, seemingly because he had asked a question outside the prescribed setting. He then continued, "No, it might have been the sound of the stairs being in disrepair."

The young man looked towards the dark area above the stairs and smiled slightly: "Really..."

Chu Jun tiptoed away from the stairs, leaned against the wall, and exhaled: "Ha~"

"We were almost discovered. Mo Heng was too alert."

Chu Jun actually didn't need to hide at all. She could just go downstairs and have a chance encounter with Mo Heng. But it would be so boring.

Against such a dramatic backdrop, a dramatic encounter should take place.

Thinking of this, Chu Jun walked briskly back to his room.

He needs to dress up nicely!

"Squeak~" The guards outside breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the young master's door was closed tightly, but the long sword in their hands was still tightly grasped and trembling slightly. It was not until the sweat on the palms of their hands made the long sword start to slip that they came to their senses.

The two guards swallowed secretly, looked at each other, and stood there not daring to move.

【A-level copy! 】

[This is exciting! I wonder how many people can survive this time? ]

[Why does this anchor look familiar...?]

[There are only a few hundred people who can enter A-level dungeons, so it's only natural that they look familiar.]

What is the anchor watching? A cat?

[My perspective flickered, and I seemed to see a human foot.]

[Don't say it so horribly, okay? Those are beautiful women's feet, lick the screen.]

[Beautiful NPCs are meaningless. Regardless of whether they can kill you, they are just puppets that obey the main system's orders. So what if they are beautiful?]

[The guy above is really bold, saying that NPCs are puppets of the system. Aren't you afraid of being bullied by the main system?]

【Ah】

The number of viewers climbed, and the barrage of comments refreshed the screen so quickly that Mo Heng was dazzled.

This is how it is with dungeons below S level. The dungeons are boring and the audience is also a bunch of boring people.

However, the beautiful woman's jade feet... I hope this is not a stupid thing done by the main system.

Mo Heng sneered in his heart, and the wooden crutch in his hand drew an arc in the air with a "whoosh" and fell to the ground with a "bang".

"Tap, tap, tap..." The man's leather shoes tapped on the steps as he continued to walk up, ignoring the unusual movements behind him.

"Over the years, the system has really regressed."

"Clang!" The players behind Mo Heng watched as he seemed to have simply waved the cane in his hand, and then the extremely luxurious crystal pendant on the ceiling in the castle hall fell to the ground. The huge pendant shattered into fine shimmering powder, like the opening special effect before the game began.

"Oh! My God!" Anderson was shocked when he saw the crystals scattered all over the ground. He covered his heart and muttered to himself.

They were standing in that position half a minute ago. If they had been a little slower, they would have been injured.

It doesn’t matter if Anderson is injured, but these guests are all distinguished guests of the family. What if something goes wrong? How can we explain to that person?

"Aren't you leaving?" Mo Heng was already standing at the stairs on the second floor, looking down at the people below. The players shuddered unconsciously when they looked into the eyes under the fedora for the first time.

"Right...right. Dear guests, please follow me. The first floor will be cleaned immediately." Anderson came to his senses and continued to receive these important guests. "But in the meantime, please don't go downstairs. Getting scratched by crystals is very bad."

The player didn't notice anything unusual on the crystal, but the man in front was definitely making this move. However, in dungeons, following the NPC's orders was a common practice, especially in an A-rank dungeon like this, so no one would take such a gamble.

Anderson felt relieved when the VIPs nodded. He walked up the stairs and came to Mo Heng to lead the way. "Your rooms are on the second floor. Please follow me."

The castle's soundproofing was quite good. Chu Jun on the third floor didn't hear the noise from the first floor and was concentrating on choosing clothes.

His closet is filled with clothes of various materials and styles. Even small items like socks and belts have hundreds of styles. Even if it is an extremely similar piece of clothing, there may be different styles.

The troubles of the nobility are so simple and plain.

Chu Jun used to be a celebrity, so she has some experience in matching clothes. With such a face, she must be good-looking. However, it seems difficult to make Mo Heng take the bait right away.

An hour passed, and Chu Jun was troubled by the pile of clothes.

"This lace nightgown..."

As expected, simplicity is the ultimate truth. All those fancy clothes are nothing but empty talk. He thinks this set of pajamas is very nice.

Chu Jun put on his pajamas. The collar of the clothes was almost open to his chest, revealing most of his collarbone. The top was very long, covering his knees and the shorts on the lower body. If it was not adjusted, it would be no different from a skirt.

It’s a pity that I have short hair and can’t pretend to be a little girl. Otherwise, I could change into women’s clothes to tease Mo Heng.

Chu Jun swayed in front of the mirror for a few seconds, feeling very satisfied.

It's reasonable for him to wear pajamas in his own home, right?

Chu Jun put on a simple robe over his pajamas and planned to go out like this.

"Young Master!" The guard at the door did not dare to speak loudly to Chu Jun, so he could only lower his voice and call him.

Seeing the guard's expression, Chu Jun smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"

"The guests have arrived. The Earl hopes you will avoid them..."

Chu Jun knew they were worried that he would run into the visiting guests and break the Earl's rules, so he naturally wouldn't tell the truth: "I'm just hungry, I'm going to the kitchen."

“We help you...”

Chu Jun interrupted the guard: "No need! I want to go by myself! You are not allowed to follow me!"

The guard was obviously concerned about the young master, so he obediently did not follow and watched the young master disappear around the corner of the stairs.

"Are you going to tell the Count?"

"You go?"

"Forget it...just pretend you don't know..."