Bai Muxi's voice appropriately rose a bit:
"If the young master could change his nature upon recollection, you wouldn't have ignored my question just now.
"You... actually know very well,
"Even if the young master remembers those memories,
"Even without Prince Wu Yuan,
"The young master's nature is something you cannot change..."
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The two lower levels of the Xuanying Attic were cramped, with narrow corridors and dim lighting, yet they were tidily maintained.
Passing through the dark hallway, Xu Yuan extended his will-spirit into the chamber and saw a dozen maids wearing various colors of bellybands, squeezed into the small chamber, resting.
A trace of surprise flickered in his eyes.
This was Xu Yuan's first visit to the servants' quarters, and his first realization of how rudimentary the living conditions were for those maids.
