Two young girls came out, however, they had changed their attire.
Fang Yi took a deep breath, then, as if he thought of something, sighed and said, "What are you two doing?"
The two young girls exchanged a glance, then looked at Fang Yi and said in unison, "Serving the master."
In their bright eyes, there seemed to be a stubbornness.
Fang Yi rubbed his forehead, feeling a headache coming on, and said, "But I don't need you two to serve me."
The two young girls immediately showed disheartened expressions, tears shimmering in their eyes, seemingly on the verge of crying, as if they had been bullied. Their pitiful appearance was heart-wrenching to anyone who saw it.
Not sure if it was Mu'er or Long'er, either way, Fang Yi couldn't tell them apart. Suddenly, one of the girls knelt down before Fang Yi, her voice tinged with sobs, "Is it that the master despises us?"
Ah, they were talking normally, why kneel again?
"I don't despise you, really," Fang Yi hurriedly explained.
