"Our young lady is asking you a question. Are you mute or something?" Baihe angrily asked the young man in front of her. It was infuriating enough that he did not explain himself to the crowd, but he even ignored the young lady's question as if it was of no importance.
"Why?" Feng Xuxu continued to ask.
The boy turned his head away, pressing his lips together firmly, his face full of stubbornness.
"I have the ability to avenge you, but on the condition that you must work for me for three years before you can leave. If you are willing, then follow me. If not, there is the road ahead of you, and you are free to continue walking," Feng Xuxu said, seeing a chilling cold light in the boy's eyes, knowing she had a fifty percent chance of success in her venture.
Feng Xuxu stepped aside, watching the injured boy intently without taking her eyes away.
After struggling with himself, the boy eventually decided to follow Feng Xuxu back to Xuanyuan Mansion.