Under Xin Yun's astonished gaze, blue bitterness resolutely nodded, "That's right, if I can return to my original state, even if it means becoming a follower, I am willing."
"Snap!" Without a word, he patted his own head, Xin Yun shook his head and said, "No... this won't do, how could I possibly let you become my follower!"
"Ah!" Hearing Xin Yun's words, Blue Sadness's face filled with despair. Indeed... in her current state, how could she qualify to be someone else's follower? As her situation deteriorated further, she was nearly breaking apart; who would care about her?
Seeing Blue Sadness's grief-stricken face, Xin Yun only felt a pang in his heart. In his previous life, when she was about to leave, her face bore the same expression, sorrowful and desolate.