"This has nothing to do with you, right?"
Luo Yangyang looked at August. The more she looked at him, the more she felt that he was too nosy.
After that, Luo Yangyang sped up and went upstairs.
She wanted to leave Ogyust behind and didn't want to talk to him. Fortunately, Ogyust didn't chase after her.
The next day, at nine o'clock in the morning.
Luo Yangyang followed Lancelot. He led her to a large conference room in the castle.
Luo Yangyang followed Lancelot into the meeting room.
As soon as she entered, she immediately felt pairs of eyes gathering on her from all directions.
Luo Yangyang took a closer look. There was a long and big rectangular conference table in the conference room.
At this moment, the conference table was filled with people. At a glance, all of them had golden hair.
Only an elderly female elder with black hair sat at the head of the table.