"Miss, I..."
Zhao Xiaolan's pretty face turned pale, and she fell to her knees with a thud, unable to withstand Zhao Mengyue's pressure with her cultivation.
Not to mention, Zhao Xiaolan was a servant in Zhao Mengyue's household, where would she dare to defy her mistress?
"Apologize to Young Master Wang!" Zhao Mengyue ordered.
Zhao Xiaolan was on the verge of tears, her eyes brimming with them, and she said, "Miss, Xiaolan can apologize, but Young Master Lin really isn't that kind of person. He came to our Zhao Family because of grandfather's invitation, not because Young Master Lin wants your resources!"
"When we were on the road initially, we encountered danger, and Young Master Lin saved us..."
"If Young Master Lin was someone only interested in profit, why would he save us? Wouldn't it be better to wait until the demon beasts killed us and then swallow the goods, getting more than a thousand pounds of resources?"
