Arriving at the lower floors, the group simply walked forward with everyone staring at either Asher or Ryaen according to their own sexual preferences. But as usual, the both of them simply ignored every single glance sent their way. Of course, some people were daring enough to approach them and ask for their phone numbers, which Asher and Ryaen politely declined without hesitation.
A few people also stared at Finch, but not because he matched Asher and Ryaen in terms of charm or beauty, but simply because he was... fat. While the people of the Zarethorne Empire might already be used to his unusual physique, the citizens of the Thalvorn Empire certainly weren't. Finch's lips could only twitch helplessly as he walked while William struggled desperately to hold back his laughter.
"What else are we buying?" Ryaen asked as she walked elegantly with her hands hidden within the enormous sleeves of her robe.
