Yin Xilin's eyes instantly lit up, and she nodded forcefully: "I like it! I like it! I love Medical Arts and Toxic Arts the most!"
Because of her excitement, Yin Xilin's small hand unconsciously grabbed An Yiqing's hand, speaking with a tone full of childlike charm. After finishing her sentence, she froze herself.
How long had it been? Since the time she could remember, she had never acted this way. She used to remind herself every moment that she was an unwanted orphan, that in this world, she could only rely on herself.
But now, she inexplicably gained a young and beautiful master. Yin Xilin wasn't worried about being used—she had nothing of value to exploit, and she could tell these people were good-hearted.
Her eyes inexplicably reddened. As if sensing the grievance in Yin Xilin's heart, An Yiqing reached out and gently embraced her.
"From now on, with Master here, no one shall bully you."
