"Young Miss Li! We all deserve to die!"
Each of the maids fell to their knees before Xu Hui, as they pleaded with her to spare their lives.
Looking at the faces filled with fright, the BaoXu sect disciple's face lifted in a smile of cruelty.
"Now, why do you think that you deserve to die? Did I say that I would kill you?"
"No! You didn't! Your servants must have heard wrong!"
Looking at the maids of Li Jiao grovel at her feet made Xu Hui recall a shard of the memory from the body she inhabited.
Rarely had the young mistress of the YuanLi sect been anything but flawless grace, who treated those under he with a kind smile. Hatred burned in the heart of Xu Hui and consumed her mind every day, from the moment she slept and woke it was what she thought of every time.
That affected her dealings with those from the YuanLi sect, neither of the manservants and maids could voice the changes that had been taking place with their mistress.
