The palace maid looked blankly at Jun Wu Xie , her hands full with long lists for herbs, confused on what to do with them and what this Young Miss of the Jun family wants done.
Jun Wu Xie cast a brief fleeting glance, and the little palace maid was so overcome from the chill in those eyes, she immediately turned around, and hastened out the door.
"Your lowly servant shall prepare it."
"Am I that scary?" Jun Wu Xie asked the cat in her arms, looking at the back of the lowly hunched over form of the servant as she hastened out.
"No, these are people who have weak hearts." With no one around, the black cat has no need to hide its ability of speech.
People do not know Jun Wu Xie like the little black cat did. She is neither haughty nor superciliously aloof. She just ….. does not know how to get along with others ….. in a normal way.
Just imagine, a person kept alone from birth, it is for certain there will be repercussions on human interrelations.
