The night had finally completely enveloped the Tiqie Mansion, it was time for dinner.
Dojima Yin glanced at Tiqie Xianzuowen not far away, Xianzuowen gave a subtle nod, prompting Dojima Yin to gently clap his hands. The few maids performing a talent show in the small chamber immediately stopped their music and dancing, bowed, and exited.
"Miss Doris, please follow me." Dojima Yin stood up first, leading everyone to the banquet hall.
The scenery here was different from the tea house and garden; once sitting down, Doris looked up at the sliding doors, through which Far Moon's distant mountain could be vaguely seen in the night, presenting a grand and mysterious beauty.
"Serve the dishes—"
Tiqie Ailisha directed the maids, while three middle-aged chefs followed her into the banquet hall.
