Xiao Ruoching felt somewhat at a loss. Her mind constantly imagined what her Master would do if he were here now. She touched the girl's head as gently as she could, asking, "Are you upset about something?"
Overwhelmed, the Sword Maiden's attempt to hold back her tears abruptly collapsed. She started crying, gently clutching Xiao Ruoching's red cloak.
Xiao Ruoching slowly squatted down and instinctively pulled the Sword Maiden into an embrace, patting her back and helping her emotions gradually settle.
"Elder Sister, is Sword Maiden completely useless?"
"Is Sword Maiden truly detestable?"
The Sword Maiden gradually recovered, her eyes listless as she looked at Xiao Ruoching.
Xiao Ruoching was somewhat surprised, unsure why she would suddenly ask such a question. "How could anyone despise the Sword Maiden?"
