"Young Master, I wasn't trying to sow discord." Yue'er grew a little anxious.
"Silly girl, no need to explain. How could I not believe you?" Lin Xuan smiled gently. "How could I fail to see the unusual light in Lu Ying'er's eyes?"
"Then why did you still give her spirit liquid to raise her cultivation?" Yue'er's eyes were full of confusion.
"Yue'er, let me ask you a question." Lin Xuan's smile suddenly faded. "If there were enough benefits, would you betray me?"
"Of course not." Yue'er shook her head like a rattle-drum. "Even if someone offered me the chance to attain the Dao and become an immortal, Yue'er would never betray Young Master."
"That, I believe." A trace of tenderness appeared on Lin Xuan's face. "Since you are like this, I believe Lu Ying'er is the same."
"Her?" Yue'er froze. Though she did not immediately refute him, the disapproval on her face was plain as day.
Seeing this, Lin Xuan could not help laughing. "Don't panic, Yue'er. Listen to me slowly. Your young master isn't some fool with blind confidence. Since I analyze it this way, I naturally have my own reasons."
"All right. This little maid is all ears." Yue'er made a face at Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan laughed despite himself and did not mind. He began to analyze it for her in a calm, unhurried voice.
"Yue'er, your situation is different from those two girls'. You won't betray me because we, master and servant, have relied on each other for survival, staying together day and night. To each other, we are our only kin. Though we once signed a Blood Pact as well, it is merely that it cannot be dissolved."
When Lin Xuan reached this point, he noticed that Yue'er's gaze toward him had softened. He coughed