Qiwu looked at Fia with a passive face, "What can you do?"
"Not much. I usually clean the kitchen and help the cooks prepare ingredients." Fia replied without lifting her head.
"Good, go help that one cook a nice thing to eat." Qiwu's gaze shifted around the hall and then stopped at Shin. "Master, please rest in the living room while I inspect the house."
Shin took a seat on the soft couch. Two maids stood beside him with their eyes closed, waiting for his orders. He looked at them for a moment, and his eyes landed on the table, where only a carafe of water rested beside two glasses.
Before he could reach forward to pour himself some water the two maids snatched the carafe and poured him out. They are watching his every move, ready to move at a moment's notice.
