The dwarf glanced at Huangfu Ziyu and sighed softly, saying, "This matter, after all is said and done, should be taken care of by those people in Xi Hang. Besides, they might not agree with your methods. If they find out you're helping the descendant of Li Changqing, you're bound to face endless troubles!"
"Hmph!" Huangfu Ziyu scoffed coldly, "Those unreasonable people from that household, if they dare to come find me, I'll cut them down with one stroke of my blade. If it weren't for that household, would my master have disappeared for twenty years? And would I have had to embark on this path? Don't think I'll give them face; the fact that I didn't personally go to Xi Hang to find them is already merciful enough."
Thinking of Huangfu Ziyu's tragic childhood, the dwarf sighed again and spoke softly, "Miss, you've suffered a lot these years."
