(Volume eight begins!)
Li Xiaoya felt as though he were floating in an endless expanse of darkness, his entire body suspended in midair, drifting through boundless gloom and silence... He struggled to speak, but could not open his mouth. He tried to remember something, but nothing came to him. How had he ended up here...?
Suddenly!
"Young master! Young master!" A clear, sweet voice rang beside Li Xiaoya's ear. Someone seemed to be shaking his arm, calling to him again and again...
Young master? Since when was I...?! Li Xiaoya was startled. He opened his eyes and, through his bleary vision, saw a maid of fifteen or sixteen with a doll-like face, delicate as carved jade, calling to him anxiously...
Suddenly!
"!" Only then did Li Xiaoya realize he was sitting on a luxurious, soft bed. Countless memories instantly gushed forth like a fountain...
He immediately came to his senses. Wasn't this Zhou Xiaoya, his family's maid? He glanced at the girl and complained, "Hey! Xiao Ya! Didn't I tell you not to disturb my afternoon nap?" He rolled over lazily... Then he closed his eyes, ready to go back to sleep...
"Young master!" Zhou Xiaoya shoved him hard. "Get up! The Liu Family's eldest young lady is about to visit Thunderclap Temple to offer incense. Aren't you going to get ready? If you miss her, don't blame me for not waking you!" she said adorably... A sly look crossed her face...
"Fairy Liu!" Li Xiaoya jolted awake and abruptly sat up. Flustered, he said, "You little brat! Why didn't you wake me sooner? I need to get ready!" He even tapped Xiao Ya on her little head...
"Ow! Young master! Isn't that what I'm doing?" Zhou Xiaoya covered her head and muttered with a pout...
"Uh! If you'd