"Ah!"
Little Ye Guyi threw back her head and let out a long howl, as if she wanted to pour out all the pain in her heart.
She had once had a wonderful family too, but now... it was all gone.
"Alas." Yao Zi sighed, then stepped forward and gently stroked her little head. "Little girl, don't be too sad. Your road... is still long. Do you have any relatives left?"
Ye Guyi gently shook her head. "No... none..."
"What about friends...?"
"None either." Ye Guyi still shook her head.
Yao Zi froze. Had she... just poked at the girl's sore spot?
Just as Yao Zi did not know what to do, Ye Guyi suddenly dropped to her knees before her.
"You avenged me, Senior. From now on, I am willing to stay by your side, serve you tea and water, and repay your kindness!"
"Huh? This..." Yao Zi immediately wanted to refuse.
She was only twenty-one herself!
"There's no need. I merely drew my sword when I saw injustice. I don't seek repayment from you."
Yet Ye Guyi said with exceptional seriousness, "You may not ask for it, but I cannot go without repaying you. I beg you to take me in. I believe my talent is fairly good. You need not worry about me. I will definitely become a Titled Douluo!"
"That, I don't doubt... Alas..." Yao Zi sighed, then dialed her phone.
The same melodious music began playing.
"Hello, Yao Zi. What is it?" Lin Ya's voice came from the other end.
Upon hearing Lin Ya's voice, Yao Zi told him what had happened here.
After listening to Yao Zi's account, Lin Ya was slightly taken aback before saying:
"Ye Guyi is upright in character and can become your disciple. As for the Angel Martial Soul... Tang