Fourth Master laughed as he asked her, "What on earth did you dream about? Hm? Still daring to doubt your Master?"
"I... your servant..." Ye Zao finally calmed down. She had to get through this moment. A nightmare, was it? Excellent, whose idea was this? Truly marvelous!
"Your servant dreamed that someone was impersonating Master, saying they were Master. But it wasn't—Master isn't like that. When your servant said no, that thing... it tried to strangle your servant, and your servant couldn't struggle free..."
As she spoke, Ye Zao's face was filled with terror.
Her complexion was already pale, and any little expression appeared very vivid.
Fourth Master patted her shoulder, "All right, all right, don't think about it, it was just a dream."
But this did explain her fingernails, they were a result of her struggling in the dream.
Fourth Master picked up her left hand, "Does it hurt?"
