Daman's words frightened Feng Yun considerably.
Head bowed, she did not dare to look more than necessary, her voice timid.
"Madam is kindhearted."
Feng Yun sipped her tea leisurely, slowly observing her.
"Knowing you had a divided loyalty, I still kept you by my side for Xiaoman's sake."
In her previous life, Xiaoman died a painful death at Li Sangruo's hands while trying to save her. Daman was also punished at that time and had nearly perished, if not for her robust health allowing her to strenuously survive.
"Young lady…" Daman's lips trembled, then she changed her form of address, her emotions becoming agitated, yet she was unable to utter even a single word.
Feng Yun glanced at her, "Speak whatever you want to say."
Daman closed her eyes briefly, "Initially, Lady Chen instructed Daman to follow the young lady and keep watch over you. But all this time, Daman never reported a single private matter of the young lady to Lady Chen…"
Feng Yun asked, "Why didn't you speak?"
