As soon as the two voices fell silent, the old man snorted coldly, "What young madam? I haven't acknowledged that yet."
He stood up as well, dressed in a traditional suit. Despite his age, with white hair and eyebrows, he looked energetic, and his voice was like a resounding bell.
The butler and Mimi exchanged a glance, then lowered their heads without saying a word.
The old man in traditional clothing asked again, "How does she look? Is she pretty?"
Mimi replied, "Quite pretty."
The old man scoffed, "Your taste is terrible. If you say she's good-looking, quite pretty, she must be very ugly."
Mimi: "..."
Butler: "..."
The old man continued, "Didn't I ask you to watch her? How did you end up here instead?"
Mimi replied nervously, "We took the cloth off her mouth, but before we could speak to her, she said..."
She hesitated.
"What did she say? You're speaking so slowly; did you miss lunch?" the old man asked, exuding authority without anger.
