Nia Mitchell was refusing because Young Master Peary was genuinely very busy with work.
"He can't make it. I don't care what you're implying or what schemes you have in mind; in short, he can't come, and that's the literal meaning. If you understand, then keep it to yourselves. If you don't, don't bother asking."
Nia was genuinely feeling a bit irritated. She really shouldn't have come today... It was such an unlucky day.
She'd thought they would pin things on Hendry Hampton, but it turned out not to be the case.
To her dismay, they relentlessly targeted Uncle Peary, which she found detestable.
Nia Mitchell didn't want anything more to do with them. After stating her piece, she sat down and started drinking her beverage.
As everyone watched, the atmosphere grew a bit tense. They felt both embarrassed and awkward.
"Let's request some songs and keep the party going! Don't just stand there dazed; every minute here costs money!"
