Yingzi pursed her lips and looked at her, saying, "Miss, no matter what, in my heart, you are always my master."
"Why be so insistent on a title?" Weilan chuckled softly, looking at him, saying, "Elder Zhuang is your true master. You six were ordered to protect me, and for that I am grateful over the years. You all know who I am. I just don't like being manipulated."
"Miss, Elder Zhuang wants you to be the heir," Yingzi said.
"But if I become the heir and lose my freedom, what good is that to me?"
"But Miss, do you have a choice?" Yingzi asked.
Weilan nodded, speaking softly, "A drop of water should be returned with a gushing spring. Tell Elder Zhuang to be at ease."
Yingzi nodded. "Then Miss, when can you make a trip back to Jiangnan?"
Weilan paused. "Elder Zhuang wants to see me?"
"Yes!"
"I'll arrange it and get back to you," she said.
