บท 144: Blacksmith

"Young Master, the blacksmith has arrived," a maid bowed in front of Lu Zhen, donned in a loose maid costume that seductively showcased her cleavage.

Lu Zhen observed her—a girl with dark-coloured hair in ponytails and brown eyes.

"Alright," Lu Zhen responded expressionlessly, rising from his seat and entering his palace, completely ignoring the maid attempting to seduce him.

The maid stood stunned.

The maid observed Lu Zhen with a tinge of disappointment, a subtle sigh escaping her lips. "Eh, I heard he had become lustful, but it seems it might not be the case," she pondered, her mind swirling with thoughts, feeling a twinge of pity.