Faced with the envious, jealous, and hateful gazes of all the men present, Laine seemed to ponder for a moment, then slightly shook his head. He wrapped Veronica in his arms and then smiled, saying, "I already have my partner, Lady Agneda. I have a date with her tomorrow night, so I'm very sorry."
"That's really... such a pity~" Agneda chuckled softly, "Whenever, Mr. Laine, the Aesthetic Society always welcomes you as a guest. I also want to see what differences there are between the warriors of the north and the men of the south."
He was indeed sensible! The men in the hall, seeing Laine's refusal, on one hand thought he was sensible, but on the other hand thought he had a screw loose. How could someone reject a personal invitation from the president of the Aesthetic Society?
How many men would spend a fortune and still not get such an opportunity?
