Unwilling?
The two crisp and icy words were spoken lightly.
But among the people present, who wasn't a highly cultivated expert, naturally, they heard it clearly.
In an instant, mocking glances and disdainful sneers were continuously directed towards her.
"Unwilling?" Xiao Yi was slightly stunned.
In the distance, the woman's lips moved again, imperceptibly.
Yiyi clenched her teeth, her expression becoming even colder.
"I, the dignified Holy Moon Sect Saintess, return to a small family as a maid?"
"Did you misunderstand something?"
Tears on Yiyi's face had long disappeared, leaving only coldness.
Yet, her heart bled once more.
Xiao Yi trembled upon hearing this, but he only smiled slightly, gazing earnestly at Yiyi.
"Do you know why I came seeking you?"
"Perhaps, once in your eyes, you were just a maid, even not worth mentioning, possibly having no place in my heart."
"Even logically, even if you were lost, I need not care much."
"But that's not how I see it."
