Zhao Yu pondered for a moment and said, "Xiahou apprentice, I am the master of Little Dan Ridge, and I have the responsibility to protect it. Perhaps you should seek help from other friends!"
"Uncle Zhao, those people are all outsiders, how willing are they to support Xi Quan Ridge? I implore you to consider my master's face and please plead for Xi Quan Ridge!"
Xiahou Mingde wept inconsolably, repeatedly kowtowing until his forehead bled.
Zhao Yu watched silently, saying nothing.
Tuoba Xue performed a salute and said, "Master, may I speak further?"
Zhao Yu said, "Speak!"
Tuoba Xue said, "Brother Xiahou, since you have come to ask our master for help, shouldn't you show some sincerity?"
Zhao Yu spoke in a neither light nor heavy tone, "Xue'er, hold your tongue!"
"Yes! Master!"
Gentle and respectful, Tuoba Xue moved back to Zhao Yu's side.
