In the high sky.
Although Yiyi's worry had faded, her delicate eyebrows still furrowed slightly, "Young Master is, after all, the successor of the Eight Palaces. Now, with the Central Region's situation so delicate and unstable, shouldn't you return to help share the burden with the Master of the Main Hall and elders..."
Xiao Yi chuckled and interrupted, "There are so many messes in the world, how many can I manage?"
"As for sharing the burden, there are plenty of Main Hall Masters to help them."
"One more of me is not much, one less isn't much either."
"But Young Master..." Yiyi still frowned, hesitating to say something.
Xiao Yi smiled and interrupted again, "My maid, acting all strange today, what exactly do you want to say?"
Xiao Yi looked at Yiyi, teasing with a smile.
Yiyi lowered her head, pursing her lips, "Following Young Master around, I can't help you with anything, and also..."
Yiyi paused for a moment, remaining silent.
