Xiao Yumo gathered her hair, her face showing a faint, tragic smile as she looked up at Li Fan, "You praise me too highly, sir. I'm a woman who has lost her country and husband, with a figure as willowy as a reed, how could I be worth one hundred thousand guan?
"Now, because of me, you have offended High Truth Palace, and even my own family dares not take me in. I have nowhere to go, so I only ask that you show great kindness by keeping me by your side to serve you. Having a roof over my head would be a blessing indeed."
"Hmm..." Li Fan stroked his chin and thought for a moment, "Alright, that suits me fine."
Xiao Yumo gave a tragic smile, seemingly relieved, she pulled out her hairpin, let her hair down, covered her chest with her arms, and slowly sat down on the cloak, "I, I only possess the cultivation level of a Golden Core, with a delicate body and soft bones, and, and I ask the elder to be gentle and take care..."
