"I don't dare, young master. I see the weather doesn't look good; it seems like a storm is coming." The butler said respectfully with his head lowered.
Indeed, the sky that had been sunny just moments ago had already turned overcast, with signs indicating a storm was approaching.
Christian looked out the window, then glanced at the butler, "Do you know what the most important thing about going out to play is?"
The butler raised his head somewhat bewildered.
"It's going out!" Christian said coldly, "Immediately, prepare the carriage!"
Feeling Christian's displeasure, the butler bent even lower, "Young master, please wait, I'll prepare it right away."
Outside, the rain poured down, a luxurious carriage drawn by six fine horses arrived at the door, all pure white, identical and majestic. The carriage was adorned with dragon and phoenix carvings as if made of pure gold. The butler got out, opened an umbrella, and jogged over to Christian, "Young master, where would you like to go?"
