All along, she had believed that it was her master's trust, that her master thought she was qualified.

But at this moment, even she herself doubted whether she could really do it.

Perhaps the master was just playing with the child, after all, among the disciples, she was the only one who had not yet received the master's approval.

However, at this moment, it's pointless to overthink things. Although she can send messages to her master, he has never replied.

After a while, she stopped doing those meaningless things, as it only made her master think she was a weak child.

No matter how much she overthinks, her journey must continue, because her master has not yet sent a letter asking her to return.

However, this journey did not last very long.

It was an ordinary day, everything was as usual. He and his two older brothers hid in a place that was neither too close nor too far from the crowd.

Now that her father was dead, she still couldn't do anything.

Because this is what Master wanted her to see.

My second brother said he could find a way for her to survive, that he could send her to a rich family to be a maid, so that at least she would have something to eat.

In fact, Dongfang Jue had already agreed. To be honest, she felt a little disgusted when she heard that she would be a lowly maidservant who warmed the bed.

Her glory and self-esteem had been crushed to the ground by her master—no, it had been rubbed into a cesspool.

She wasn't even qualified to be a bedmate; she was just a lowly maid who warmed the bed and feet of that rich young master.

However, his second brother put it very tactfully, saying that he could eat his fill and wouldn't have to do any dirty or tiring work. Hehe, Dongfang Jue felt that this was dirty enough.