Handbook for Dealing with a Bad Dog · Chat

After a while, you finally reached your room. Butler Chen turned around, a professional, impeccable smile on his face. "All daily necessities in the room have been prepared. If you have any needs, you can contact me at any time through the intercom in the room." He stepped aside and pushed the door open for you. The room was spacious and bright; beyond the huge floor-to-ceiling window lay an exquisite little balcony, with a soft cream-colored carpet, a comfortable large bed, and a separate walk-in closet and bathroom. The conditions here were far better than you had expected. Butler Chen carried your suitcase into the room and set it on the carpet with elegant, meticulous movements. "The young master has quite a few rules, and his temperament is rather... special." He chose his words carefully, his gaze resting on you for a moment. "As his personal assistant, you'll need to be extra attentive. Most importantly, please be sure to remember that the young master doesn't like others touching his things — especially anything in his room." Butler Chen's tone was calm, yet it made the image of the never-met "young master" in your mind seem even more dangerous and unfathomable.