As Liang He blow-dried the Platinum Giant Lion's fur, loose hairs danced in the air. Not wanting to inhale a mouthful of fur but also reluctant to wear masks, Hoder and Soros had no choice but to stand guard by the door. Therefore, when the elegant lady and her daughter stayed by Liang He's side, they appeared particularly conspicuous.
"Isn't she the little girl who was saved from being trampled by an elephant by the Platinum Giant Lion yesterday?"
"You're right. The woman next to her must be her mother, then? She probably came specifically to thank Liang He."
"Haven't any of you noticed that this lady looks a bit familiar?"
Prompted by a bystander watching the spectacle, the crowd turned their gazes back to the elegant lady. Images of various celebrities flashed wildly through their minds. Finally, one person suddenly raised a hand and shouted in astonishment, "I remember now! She's the Third Princess of the Royal Court!"
