The waiter stuck out his chest. "Because the shopkeeper is my uncle!"
Sharky was about to ask another question, but a familiar voice spoke up nearby. "You are still alive."
Hearing this voice, Sharky was shocked, who the other person was.
He turned around. He saw a charming and graceful young lady standing by the entrance. She had a golden veil over her face, decorated with agates and rubies. It made her look glamorous and mysterious.
Even though there was a veil covering her face, he could still see that her face was beautiful.
Underneath her simple and elegant brows was a pair of lovely misty eyes. Those who saw them couldn't help but want to protect her. There seemed to be a faint smile resting on her lips. Those lips were soft and moist, as if they had been blessed by the sparkling dew of dawn, making all who saw them feel their throats go dry.
"Snow," Sharky murmured in a surprised tone, never ever thought of Snow appearing here.
